Poem (1)for autism child
Reach me,

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in the tendrils of Love
and Compassion,

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Reach out

*
tis a quiet sun
on a golden beach.
I play in the waves and with the balls.

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Lead me

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to the quiet spaces
into forests bright
in leaves and bees.

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Rest me,

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with the beauty
of the webs,
with the call
of the owl,
in the ley
of the Land.

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Clean me,

*
as I rise
from my soft
slumbering.

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The Moon
is calling me
home.