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writers block
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Poems for autistic son I watch in sadness as he rocks
to a tune I can not hear
His little eyes fixated on
things that aren't near
Dreaming of his laughter
Being carried by the passing breeze
But his happiness is locked inside
His pain I can not ease
Engrossing myself in his thoughts
of frogs and worms or fishing
Dreaming someday he will find that place
That for him I have been wishing
Is he thinking about bikes and trains
Is he saving his kingdom from a dragon
Is he happily splashing in puddles of mud
Is he pulling his favorite red wagon
Is he discovering in his mind
New things as old as time
Or are his thoughts so jumbled
He's lost somewhere inside
10/23/02
Definately not finished. In more ways than one. The first time I read it I cried. Course I know who it is about, so it wasn't a cold reading in many ways. Work on it sometime. :)