autism

The Mothers Moment

Eternity is Worth The Fight

A day of celebration,
A party no less.
Friends and family had travelled across the earth,
For the young boy had righteously stepped into manhood.

Alas, thick rain torments the party goers,
To wander the gardens in escape, not today.
Watching as the weather hardened,
Water relentlessly falling from leaves to earth,
Puddles filled, reflections killed with unceasing rain.
Locking the people tightly together inside the grandiose abode,
Not even a breath to escape the conversation.

The boy knew of the fuss delivered unto him,
Preferring to steer clear of the crowds, the handshakes, the well wishes,
Happy and content he would be, alone in his bedroom.
Mother wanted this show,
He must join the parade the fanfare.

People carefully considered their small talk,
Of course they were in ‘good company’,
One must keep up appearances,
‘Business has finally picked up so we bought another’
‘Your daughter is just the…

View original post 230 more words

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s