Prepared the collection list - pasting pictures,
double-line spacing, each line an empty face,
all filled in with golden glitter and shining stars,
columns for amounts of money with pictures of
currency notes, to be completed when these are
received, the ladies oohed and aahed, but I’m autistic
where money and lists and statistics are concerned,
by adding emotional content and fixing with pictures,
I can understand the list, Rudi promised to help me
count it – counting to a hundred leaves me confused,
now I’m ready to help save the orphanage!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
The wayward kids always need help.