Velmar Pewee Hale Johnson
Through The Eyes Of The Autistic Child - Poem by Velmar Pewee Hale Johnson
(This poem was inspired by the movie star actor, Sylvester Stallone, and his eldest son, Seargoah, who is autistic)
They dub me as retarded, say I know not what goes on,
my parents look at me, and say I'm sorry son.
You say I'm in a world of my own, a very sad child,
but in my world everything is great, not crazy mixed up, or wild.
So mother I say, feel not sad for me it is you who is losing out,
for in my world I laugh, and play, in my heart I jump, and shout.
Though we may never see the world the same, for you're so busy feeling sad,
I will always love you mom, and dad.
So smile when you see me, and shed not a tear,
for in my heart I will always love you with each passing year.
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