Celebrations Of Me - Poem by Paul Moosberg
Just figuring up i have autism.
asperger's to be exact.
And seems i can guide my mind at times.
While they tend to lend in rythmic blends,
I have a point inside them.
Probably too many points and probably not enough
As i am NEVER thinking just one thing
It's fun to play inside my stuff
Celecbrations of Me: is all the poems:
Autism's My, My Language, My Thoughts, My Life, and My Mind
i use them to reflect upon my own autistic nature
and to try to find out who and what i am
and why i do what i do.
Rhyming the riddles from pictures within
Riddled more rhymes converted to pen
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Still I Rise
The Road Not Taken
If You Forget Me
Edgar Allan Poe
Stopping By Woods On A Snowy Evening
I Do Not Love You Except Because I Love You