(to David)
Sparkling eyes and dirty face -
Chocolate innocence
Delights in today -
Yesterday’s passed
Tomorrow borrowed
Now is the time
For exciting pleasures
Like cyclical bike rides,
Mystery trips
For chips and icecream.
Dreams of treats,
Coke and sweets.
I’m itchy – I’ll scratch
It hurts – I’ll cry
Shout it all out
Cast my clothes by the by
Run round in the nude
It’s not really rude -
Just others are crude.
Our Saviour
Of inappropriate behaviour!
But judgments suspended
Forgiveness extended
Love flowing freely,
Not forced nor coerced,
There on a chair -
A hug or a kiss
That others have missed.
He fills up the void
Where cyncics destroyed
With warmth round my heart -
I stop – I start
To realise with passing time
The special needs are his and mine.
