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Sometimes I long for conversation To be able to talk with you and not at you To be able to know all your childish thoughts Cherishing all the fantastic ideas you would share with me. Oh, but I get moments, crystal clear ones Where there is spontaneous thoughts spoken But, like a refreshing breeze that gust out of no where Retreating to places I am not invited, so those moments are. I hold you tight and you become limp You have yet to crawl up into my lap and snuggle But I can hold you close, you allow that. I get greedy, I want more than a word here or there I get greedy, I want more after so much has already been given. I don’t know why…I suppose it is because I worry Worry things will be hard for you Worry that you will struggle Worry that I won’t be the parent you need.
I have your smile Your laugh, your funny ways You move slowly, you notice life around you Your unique qualities are like a precious gem I treasure them, they are priceless.
So this is autism So this is what it is like living w/autism I am reminded that 'there is a time to laugh And there is a time to cry'. So it is w/Autism… we can do both at the same time. That's beautiful, Mary.............![]() ![]() thanks guys. ![]() WOW nice read !It's a wonderful read. I cried when I read it. Wow Mary! You sure know how to put the button holes in the correct place for the next buttons to come! How very sad, but true your statements are. My hubby doesn't understand why sometimes i get emotional...he thinks i should always think logical and not with my heart. He doesn't share in my emotions at all. Perhaps that is why I cry silent tears. Thanks screech...tonight is my night w/the silent tears. My husband isn't there for me emotionaly either. My husband is a man who only thinks in one dimention...himself. Its ok though because I worry enough for the both of us. That was sooo wonderful and true! THanks for sharing with all of us ! wow..........lovely poem. I might try and come up with a response to
that...........a poem response, from an autistic's
perspective................thanks for sharing. AI That was wonderful and very true. My husband does not understand why I get so emotional sometimes either. He just thinks everyone should be strong all the time, not me
Mary, the poem was beautiful Screech & Mary - I know where you are coming from. If I cry DH says, stop crying, and fight it! Well, I do fight it but sometimes crying helps me fight and helps me get strong, weird huh? Again, beautiful poem! laugh and cry, till there are no more tears left. lovely poem.That is sooooooooo beautiful!!!!!!!!!! Great poem![]() |
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