Sleep now, my child,
Let mother hold your fears.
At rest, good night, dream wild.
Fast asleep the visions piled,
Some funny, some with alligator tears.
Sleep now, my child.
Gypsies, and dragons and monsters galore,
They stamper thought his mind as if an open door.
Sleep now, my child.
A beautiful creation so strong and free,
Who would believe he is of his father and me.
At rest, good night, dream wild,
Full of imagination, life, and joy,
The world could be a bubble in the dreams of a boy.
At rest, good night, dream wild,
Sleep now, my child.
Poem From A Mother To Autistic Son
Hi there. This speaks to me on a higher level. All the best, Autismotron Prime
Dreams Of A Boy
Published: August 2011
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