Andrew Ellis Poet I do not know?

Art of Autism

I am a runner 
I wonder what it will feel like to run in the wind 
I hear the sound of the wind blowing thru the grass 
I see a tree with leaves fluttering 
I want a world growing in beauty

I imagine a world vivid and bright 
I feel loved and included 
I touch the bark rough and textured 
I worry the world will not understand 
I cry for the ones left in the wind 

I understand not everyone sees the beauty 
I say that when we are all included the world will truly spin 
I dream about a day when none will be judged 
I try to help bring that world closer 
I hope my dreams come true 

I am Andrew and I am autistic

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Shane Brown October 28, 2019 at 11:08 AM Very beautiful and greatly expressive. Yours is a gift to see the world the way you do. Grateful you see it as a blessing. Those who judge will be judged. Those who do not will receive mercy. Great endowment of strength shown here. Shane