I am from a crazy coop where Roosters squawk any hour, night or day;
I am from a peachy grove where pink prevails and sugar holds sway.
I am from the land of A.
I am from a land of faeries and fun, fighting and fury.
I am from screeching rooster calls,"durst" and "lemalade."
I am from an alien land, and from this place I made.
I am from the land of A.
I am from "so proud I could bust."
I am from a bean bag sandwich and towers build of tinker toys,
I am from not enough sleep, and clearly too much noise.
I am from 14 dolls named Lucy.
I am from kisses sweet and juicy.
I am from, "See you in the morning when it's light outside."
I am from the land of A.
I am from love, hope, frustration, worry. I am from fatigue and perseverance. I am from perseveration.
I am from autism, and
I am not from autism.
I am from the land of A.
Monday, August 10, 2009
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1 comment:
I know.
Love.
(and laugh - my word verification is ateleg)
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