Mom sitting on a bench holding her
Autistic daughter, a child too big for
Her lap, but needing the closeness to
Calm her.
It's putting my arm around the brave woman and
Simply saying, "I know it's hard for you," realizing that
Nobody knows how hard it really is.
She smiles at me like she's an old pro at
Heartache, when we both know she'll never
Get used to the pain.
Autism doesn't just strike a child,
It strikes the mom too, and I feel so limited in
Knowing what to say.
I can listen.
I can care.
I can pray.
It's the best I can do today.