My Autistic Child
Dear child. Quiet child.
You sit there on the couch
your little feet tucked under you
your thumb stuck in your mouth
What goes on in your head?
What do you think about?
Occasionally you say a word
one word, and that’s okay.
I know you’re smart
I know you’re bright
and, oh, I love you so!
But when you’re caught
in that place you go
overwhelmed with such frustration
I hate to see you so upset
and it just breaks my heart!
I wish I could make it all go away
that your life could be easier
that you were able to say
the words that you need
to express how you feel
But there’s no magic potion
there’s no charm or spell
just us, my sweet child
and even though you’re only three
you and I have a deal
that no matter how hard
or frustrating life can be
I will always love you
and you
will always love me
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