Kiss Me, I'M Autistic!
MY MIDDLE BABY GIRL STOPPED SPEAKING @ 2
NO MORE TWINKLE LITTLE STAR
NO MORE BRIGHT EYES TO STARE AT YOU
NO MORE LAUGHTER. NO MORE JOY
NO MORE BEGGING FOR “DAT TOY, MOMMY! DAT TOY!!!”
JUST AN EERIE UNWELCOMED SILENCE
ODD BEHAVIOR, AND PIERCING SHRIEKS
REPETATIVE INCOHERENT PHRASES
AND MANY NIGHTS WITHOUT SLEEP
HOW I WISHED I COULD CLIMB INSIDE YOUR MIND
TO SEE HOW YOU SAW
TO HEAR HOW YOU HEARD
TO FEEL ALL YOU FELT
WHY YOU REACTED TO ONLY ‘THOSE’ WORDS
WHAT CAN EVER COMARE WITH WATCHING A CHILD
EXISTING WITHIN A SILENCED WORLD
BOTH UNIFORMED, YET WILD
THEN A REVELATION OF ANSWERED PRAYERS
TO BELIEVE, EXPECT, AND HOPE, AND RECEIVE
THE WONDERMENT OF EXPERIENCING GOD’S DIVINE HEALING
FROM SILENCE TO SPOKEN WORDS
FROM NO HUGS, TO INITIATED EMBRACES
TO HAVE THOSE BEAUTIFUL BRIGHT GREEN EYES
STARING PURPOSEFULLY AT MY FACE
NOW SHE SPEAKS, AND SHE SINGS, AND SHE WHINES, AND COMPLAINS
DRAWING IMAGES WITH SUCH DETAIL NEVER BEFORE SEEN
AND SHE WORSHIPS THE LORD JESUS WHOM SHE SAYS WAS ALWAYS THERE
CAN YOU SEE HER AT THE ALTER DANCING, AND PRAISING
AS IF SHE HASN’T A CARE?
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