My Child is a Beauty 
By Michyle McDonald

With bright shining eyes
He never shows malice
He never tells lies
He knows that I love him
Though he can't tell me so
He knows how to take me
Where he wants to go
He's sweet and he's loving
So ornery and bright
He makes me come running
When he screams out at night
When I look in his eyes
I see heaven and hell
A bright shining diamond
In a clear deep well
His voice is like music
From so far away
He has his own language
His own ways to play
He'll never play football
He'll never play tag
Won't follow the rules
Still I like to brag.
He makes me feel special
And lucky to say
My son is autistic
I like him that way.

©  Michyle McDonald 2003

"We each have our own way of living in the world, together we are like a symphony.
Some are the melody, some are the rhythm, some are the harmony
               It all blends together, we are like a symphony, and each part is crucial.
We all contribute to the song of life."
...Sondra Williams

We might not always agree; but TOGETHER we will make a difference.

"We each have our own way of living in the world, together we are like a symphony.
Some are the melody, some are the rhythm, some are the harmony
               It all blends together, we are like a symphony, and each part is crucial.
We all contribute to the song of life."
...Sondra Williams

We might not always agree; but TOGETHER we will make a difference.