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A short poem on an emotional experience with my son. |
| Don't stare, He can see you, Don't jibe, He can hear you, Don't frown, He doesn't read you Don't mutter 'Bad parenting' Don't comment 'Control your child' Don't assume, You don't know him Don't glare At the noise he is making Don't judge, You don't live through Don't pity, For I love him Just don't. For he is unique, He struggles everyday, For he is sensitive, He see's the world differently As he is autistic, As he is my son. |