"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.
her, mock me,
But they don’t see,
To unlock this problem there is no key.
her name, times on end.
No response and nothing will mend,
The sadness I hold in my heart,
Knowing she had a rough start.
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
Everything brings me back to that tragic day,
The day she wouldn’t talk; wouldn’t play.
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.