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(Not Mine)

To my autistic son,.

If I could take you away from here
And place you where the wild flowers grow
I would let the sun spill down on you
And sigh to see it so.
Oh, this world so dark and vain
So fickle and so vile
You are too innocent, too precious
For God has blessed you as an eternal child.
It is not your fault, for you are a delicate angel
Simple, happy, but caught between life’s wicked tangles.
If I could take you away from here
I would take you to the sky.
Where a brilliant sun and shining stars
Will await for you after each and every sunrise.
And after you have flown through the clouds
I would never allow your feet to fall.
Rather, I would meet you on a mountain, so beautiful and so tall.
I would whisper in your ear and laugh with you forever
Then, and just then, I would promise we would always be together.
If I could give you anything on that safe mountain top
I would give you my eyes and my ears so you could
For one day understand, but never say to me, “ I forgot.”
I would show you yourself and your childish mind
I would take away that deceiving blindfold
And open up your eyes.
I know you would marvel over the things you did not know
I know you would cry and wish
To always have a normal perception of our world.
You would turn to me and ask so softly,
“ Why can I not see the things you see?
“ Why can I not be what I want to be?
“ Or do the things others so simply do?
“ Or understand this life and these people that go through?”
I can not answer these questions, my love,
For I do not know how.
That is why I only wish one day, one day,
For you to fly through those clouds.
To fly through them and then perch on a mountain top with me
So I can give you a wonderful sight, to understand this world,
Just once, so perfectly.
But here you are now, so simple, so happy
So unaware of life and the misery of pain.
So beautiful and so untouched by this world’s unhealthy gains.
But sit by me for now, so I can stare into those sparkling eyes
So you can stare into mine only seeing a love that will never, ever,
die.
I will protect you with all my heart, I swear it on my life
But either way, through good or bad, you will fly with outstretched
wings
Souring through the heavenly skies.

- Unknown