Paul Schneiter Poet Rhyme

Asperger's Child

Some say you're not quite whole,
But I know better, Angel Child.
You live in a place all your own,
Free, unhinged, sometimes wild.

In precious moments you let me in
And I am stunned by what I see.
Purple trees and butterfly bees
And things I thought couldn't be.

You tell me of other wonders
In a voice so sweet I nearly weep—
Of Daisy Lou, a lizard that's blue,
And of mice that sing you to sleep.

Then abruptly your voice changes
And your look seems far away.
I have become a stranger to you;
You have said all you want to say.

I understand the pattern too well;
You have gone where I can't go.
You dwell there often, Angel Child,
It's where you're wholly whole.

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Line Gauthier February 6, 2021 at 7:20 PM OMG ~ a FAVE for me. So glad to find this awesome poem published in the 2020 PS Anthology ~ Paul Schneiter September 29, 2021 at 7:29 PM My tardiness does not reduce in any way my gratitude for your kind comment. Sincere thanks. Paul

Catherine Labeau July 7, 2015 at 8:26 AM of great intelligence. I know a little boy since birth with a mild case. he is brilliant today at age eight but still odd to the rest of the world but so precious. Paul Schneiter July 7, 2015 at 9:25 PM Interesting, isn't it, that odd people can be precious? That fact makes one wonder why society places a premium on conformity and assigns scorn to those who are "different"? I appreciate your insightful comment, catherine.

Connie Marcum Wong March 10, 2015 at 7:24 AM This beautiful poem made me cry Paul. You write with your heart and it makes your talent outstanding. I love this and am fav'ing it! 7 Paul Schneiter March 10, 2015 at 9:28 AM Connie, your sweet and kind comment almost made ME cry. Thank you for its touching warmth and sincerity. I could not be more grateful.

Liam Mcdaid October 28, 2014 at 10:11 AM paul dear pal this for me a very powerful piece of writing bless you Paul Schneiter July 7, 2015 at 9:19 PM Forgive me, liam, for this very late response. Thank you for your kind and gracious comment, which--because you are its source--I treasure and hold dear.

Charmaine Chircop October 21, 2014 at 5:51 PM I have a special friend's son with asperger,the more I know him the more I can see why He choses to go in that world..Must be a beautiful one ..much more beautiful than mine where only the purest of souls and most honest hearts can linger..This poem misted my eyes..Going to my favourites. Paul Schneiter October 21, 2014 at 11:27 PM Thank you, Charmaine. It's both kind and thoughtful of you to take time to comment on my poem. I value and appreciate your encouraging words. I commented on one of your poems, but last I looked it didn't register. I'll try again. God Bless.

Jan Allison October 21, 2014 at 5:24 PM Oh Paul what an incredible insight into the world of a child affected with Asperger's Syndrome! For the past 14 years I have been working with high school students with this condition ... I learn more and more every day about living in 'their world' - its a favourite and a 7 for me:-) hugs Jan xxx Jan Allison October 22, 2014 at 2:50 AM About 7 yr ago I went on a course on 'social stories' for students with Aspergers. I was the only member of staff to embrace the course and write the stories - maybe that's where my poetry journey began - who knows! hugs Jan xx Paul Schneiter October 21, 2014 at 11:34 PM It doesn't surprise me, Jan, that you have devoted at least part of your professional life to help youth who have mental issues. I say that because there is a softness and tenderness in much of your eloquent poetry. Thank you, thank you for your sweet comment.