Literature, Personal Blog, Poems, poetry, Writing

Son

Restful now.

I watch you sleep

Your dreams

Inside your mind I would peep.

To See

To know

To understand

To be the parent I’d always planned.

I would teach

I would know

Be the one to help you grow

Your mind can be a mystery

To all of us around

In seeing its simplicity

Never lost

Still found.

My son was diagnosed with autism in 2011. Nothing in my life is more rewarding than him. It’s hard, he is 9 and I have never had a real conversation with him. We tiptoe through the world of communication using skills and ways we have been taught. We are getting better all the time at communicating with each other. It’s become another level of existence and it’s a wonderful place to be.