autism

My get away, “If!” written 7-26-13 by Ollamok

Tell It Once And For Autism

My get away, “If!” written 7-26-13 by Ollamok2COMMENTSPosted on September 15, 2013

One day, by God’s grace.I’d recall my father; no race.A day from heaven,To spend only with me. I pity the itty bittyPeople, never having a dad!How sad! I’d be mad!Doesn’t excuse being itty bitty and rude! My father called me Sandy, not Sandra.From him, I didn’t mind.He somehow made it, a loving banter.Tanner, my son, prompts recall how fine; after Grandpa, he is named Missing from my lifeevery since,A day in May, the year 2002.Whatever, for real, he is still!Real for me each day of the year. Memories speak his wisdom, love and care.He taught me and my sibs; Plus, many many more.Plenty of lessons. Lessons as a teacher,Hinting of life; good, bad n’ ugly! His preparation far exceeds. His excursion from heaven for a day.Tremendous to me it would be.Hugging, loving, and kissing! A hay-day!Plenty of questions; not all he could answer…

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