"Finding the Key to Autism"
No speech, no eye contact, it’s
hard to deal,
No one in this world knows how I feel.
She lost it all, and no one knew,
Why the speech
she had, took off and flew.
I couldn’t believe, I was in shock,
That because of her problem some kids mock.
They mock
her, mock me,
But they don’t see,
To unlock this problem there is no key.
I called
her name, times on end.
No response and nothing will mend,
The sadness I hold in my heart,
Knowing she had a rough start.
Not just
there, but throughout her life,
Is something she and I have to fight.
No matter how far she comes along,
Everyone knows there is something
wrong.
Everything brings me back to that tragic day,
The day she wouldn’t talk; wouldn’t play.
She lost
herself and I always pray,
That I’ll find the key; that there is a way.
by Aubrey Lovejoy
(Age: 14) - I've been writing since I was six years
old. I've had a poem published in two newspapers. I play 4 sports: soccer, basketball, softball and tennis. My poem is
dedicated to my younger sister who is autistic. I write mostly short stories, but I'm starting to write more poetry.
