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This Child of Mine

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This child of mine,

Outside he looks fine...

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Two ears, two eyes and a nose,

And his ten pretty toes.

Ten fingers and nails,

But in pointing...he fails.

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And if you look closely, you’ll see,

That he’s not looking at me.

Blank stares go right through,

As I’m looking at you.

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And alone he will play,

Day after day...after day.

The few words he’ll utter

Make no sense to his mother.

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As reality sets in,

My heart’s breaking within.

“Autism spectrum disorder”

A “label” – like any other.

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But what does it mean,

When my foe is unseen?

They just don’t understand,

Across this great land.

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Normal foods act as dope,

As more parents lose hope.

And doctors aren’t shown,

How leaky gut’s grown.

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Oh, how can it be,

That all fail to see?

What’s wrong with my child-

What makes him so wild!

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Some say: “Give him a pill,

And he’ll sit nice and still...”

But, what good would it do?

I’d forever lose you!

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Yes - I understand!

And I’ll take your hand.

You’ll leave your shell,

And, again, you’ll be well.

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Your battle – I’ll fight

With all my might!

And I’ll make them see,

For you’re precious to me!

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This child of mine...

Outside he looks fine...

By: Jeanne A. Brohart

What a beautiful poem...Thank you for sharing!thank is a great poems
"Foe Unseen"? What's that supposed to mean? Parents need to embrace autism and treat it as who the child is, not as a evil cancer which will destroy a child.
aw...that was really nice....make me have goose bumps...thanks for sharing!

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	This Child of Mine 1 This child of mine, Outside he looks fine... 2 Two ears, two eyes and a nose, And his ten pretty toes. Ten fingers and nails, But in pointing...he fails. 3 And if you look closely, you’ll see, That he’s not looking at me. Blank stares go right through, As I’m looking at you. 4 And alone he will play, Day after day...after day. The few words he’ll utter Make no sense to his mother. 5 As reality sets in, My heart’s breaking within. “Autism spectrum disorder” A “label” – like any other. 6 But what does it mean, When my foe is unseen? They just don’t understand, Across this great land. 7 Normal foods act as dope, As more parents lose hope. And doctors aren’t shown, How leaky gut’s grown. 8 Oh, how can it be, That all fail to see? What’s wrong with my child- What makes him so wild! 9 Some say: “Give him a pill, And he’ll sit nice and still...” But, what good would it do? I’d forever lose you! 10 Yes - I understand! And I’ll take your hand. You’ll leave your shell, And, again, you’ll be well. 11 Your battle – I’ll fight With all my might! And I’ll make them see, For you’re precious to me! 12 This child of mine... Outside he looks fine... By: Jeanne A. Brohart What a beautiful poem...Thank you for sharing!thank is a great poems "Foe Unseen"? What's that supposed to mean? Parents need to embrace autism and treat it as who the child is, not as a evil cancer which will destroy a child. aw...that was really nice....make me have goose bumps...thanks for sharing!
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