Mothering an autistic child
\nranges from sublime
\nthrough facets that can
\nsee you buckle and fall
\nand again climb<\/p>\n
its an all day all night
\nshift
\nin which great tests
\nwill come your way
\nyou are dealing with a loved one
\nwho becomes your protege<\/p>\n
your time is his you share it
\nhe’s constant with his fear
\nyou have to learn what love’s about
\nand how you must endear<\/p>\n
yourself to what is a pure task
\nthat will draw some despair
\nbut with it comes some happiness
\nfor knowing you are there<\/p>\n
he may depend on you
\nfor so much
\nand your thoughts will be
\noften futuristic
\nyou ponder thoughtfully<\/p>\n
mothering its just a word
\nit just slips off the tongue
\nbut being that mother of that
\nautistic child its of’t unsung<\/p>\n
you may want to tear your hair out
\nyou may wish that you could rest
\nyou are woken when the sky is dark
\nat a time you ‘re most distressed<\/p>\n
and again when morning breaks
\nand birdsong
\nis about
\nits when you wash and care for him
\nand possibly you doubt<\/p>\n
you just think how absurd
\nit feels
\nand you question all the time
\nwhat was it about you
\nwhy was there a rhyme<\/p>\n
or reason, what of other lives
\nyou feel you need a clue
\nfrom someone, somewhere something
\nwho can share what you’re going through<\/p>\n
whatever it was that happened
\nthe pain sometimes does grow
\nand alone you lie, tears fill each eye
\nwith a beating heart, you know<\/p>\n
that sometimes you can’t hack it
\nyour frustrations let you down
\nyou just may lose your cool a bit
\nand want to go to town<\/p>\n
then regret sets in
\nand it surfaces
\nand you feel those pangs of pain
\nthe autism had its roots in life
\nand it sings a sad refrain<\/p>\n
so many ways we travel
\nso many roads we tread
\nbridges high into the clouds
\nand when all, is said<\/p>\n
and done, you lay back quietly
\nwondering deep inside
\nhow you’ve managed all these years
\nand how sometimes denied<\/p>\n
and how you’ve had to fight
\nyour corner. almost every day
\nyour battle has been strenuous
\nyou had to find a way<\/p>\n
and you found it
\nby your efforts
\nyour boy, your protege
\nclearly chose his mother
\nfrom the stars yes far away<\/p>\n
you have held it together
\nit took though all you had
\nyes you have had happiness
\nand yes you have felt sad<\/p>\n
but you have been so worthy
\nand have reached heights
\nothers dream
\nof reaching but don’t make it
\ndespite that inner scream<\/p>\n
mothering an autistic child
\ntempers you and makes
\na creative soul more creative
\nyou’re not one of life’s fakes<\/p>\n
your genuine, your giving
\nand your thoughts are yours by right
\nsincerity and posterity
\nand a truly awesome light<\/p>\n
that spreads around your universe
\nand clearly helps you see
\nthat what you have attained abroad
\nis now your guarantee <\/p>\n
you rose to every problem
\nyou overcame the fear
\nand you are a much better soul
\nfor your boy being here<\/p>\n
*written for 2 dear friends of mine
\nwho both have autistic sons *<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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