April is not only Autism Awareness Month, but it’s Poetry Month as well. It’s only fitting, then, that our very first Village Voice honours both occasions. Bomb Jamaican mom Lasine Matthews, whose three-year-old son Liam Ford is on the spectrum, shares a poem that she wrote to her little human with Autism. We think it’s pretty awesome.
To my Son ☀️
I asked God to make me a little more patient
and then I got pregnant– so I thought it was you,
you are here to teach me patience.
But it wasn’t you – it was your uniqueness
that was about to teach me this patience I asked, prayed for and manifested in my life.
I thought about all the reasons why
I had a hard time crying (and Lord knows I can easily put down a good bawling)
Well I know God doesn’t make mistakes, but he must have mistaken
my crying as a sign of weakness, and made me cry no more.
Yes – I needed to be strong; not for you
(You my Son is the strongest, bravest, smartest, most caring little boy I know)
–this strength I was to gain was for me; for me
to keep up with the genius I was blessed with.
I am not worried about you! You got this…
I am more worried about the people who will have a hard time keeping up with your greatness.
What I’ll make sure of is that you’ll never lose the spark in your eyes;
that flash in your hands; that scream of excitement;
that carefree spirit that makes you fierce, that makes you YOU!
I see you
trying not to get caught up in
the wind of the crowd and the breeze of the gathering. You always find your own escape;
never to get lost in the alphabet maze.
I noticed you
—that little humming sound you made; sounded so much like you needed
to concentrate. To block the noise out with your own – I wish I had the courage to do that;
it takes a lot to not allow the outside world to control you. That’s brave!
I listened to you
–with you not saying a word. Your gestures are the most fluent language I’ve ever heard.
Verbally, the world struggles to say what it really means
but without a word you get straight to the point.
I admire you
-your sense of humor is like no other; your actions does speak louder than your words.
-your smile is the brightest through any adversity; you make sure happiness is present!
-you sense my emotions and bring me comfort with your actions. You aren’t patient with anything but you are patient with me.
Thank you, my beautiful human with Autism ❣️
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