Daughter With Autism
For my daughter
It's hard it's hard it's hard she said
while thrashing around on her bed
and banging herself on the head
she doesn't like loud noise
she doesn't like bright light
she doesn't like high heat
she's beautiful she's smart she's sweet
while she sleeps
i wish that i could make it right
i want to take away the fight
i'll think on her late tonight
on her i will think late this morning
and wish that without warning
i could give her all her speech
and put these things within her reach
to just be a part of the crowd
and not worry about being loud
and go and buy the latest clothes
because these things that no one knows
i don't know what it's like to not be able to shop for my clothes
and sometimes she looks at me
And smiles and is so sweet
And then we spin and she will grin
And then we'll do it all again
it's hard it's hard it's hard she said
while thrashing around on her bed
and hitting herself on the head
and water flows out of my head
and so many can't see what I see
And so many can't see what you see
And they can't understand what we feel
And they just cannot see
and the love profusion
it makes me feel it makes her shine
and the love profusion
it makes it real it makes me know
there are no real answers
Copyright (C) 2012 christopher w neal all rights reserved
references to "love profusion" by madonna and mirwais ahmadzai