A special child, like you Son
Your sobs wrench my heart as you
Cry over some unseen fear
How dark your world must seem
To be devoid of human contact.
Not to know that our caresses are
A sign of our love.
As you huddle in the secret places
Of your mind
You seek a quiet place
Where others cannot touch you
I cry as I look at your peaceful
Sleeping face
In sleep you have peace
The fears of day are wiped away.
I brush your cheeks with my fingers
My tears fall on your pillow
How I love my special child
My son.
shesingsagain 
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