Autism Poem by Mimie Durand

As I Gazed At My Grandson
I Looked At Him And Said
'You Are So Very Perfect'
Then He Bowed His Little Head.

As I Looked Down At Him
I Could See A Little Smile
Then He Walked Off To His Room
And Played For Awhile.

He Looks My Way As If To See
Right Through My Heart And Soul
What A Wonderful Gift I Have In Him
The Stories That Are Untold.

They Tell Me He's Different
But He Falls And Scrapes His Knees
Plays With His Father's Tools And Things
He�s Not So Different To Me.