Timmy
Eye had no clue what autistic was back then eye thought the boy was just hit too many times and left to live or die. He could not see real good or even hear but there is some people that feel things. His mother was epileptic they kept putting spoons into her mouth to keep her from swallowing the tongue but this is about the boy now. He stood and placed his head next to mine like astronauts talking together do in space time. And eye almost hollard to let him hear me as eye said eye love yew boy can you tell it. And he was never there but blankly. But eye did try like Helen Keller Teacher eye reached out to less a man than eye. So on this Easter Sunday think of Timmy while eye stop typing this and cry. Some things is tougher to remember then to try. Hindsight is blind.
Eye had no clue what autistic was back then eye thought the boy was just hit too many times and left to live or die. He could not see real good or even hear but there is some people that feel things. His mother was epileptic they kept putting spoons into her mouth to keep her from swallowing the tongue but this is about the boy now. He stood and placed his head next to mine like astronauts talking together do in space time. And eye almost hollard to let him hear me as eye said eye love yew boy can you tell it. And he was never there but blankly. But eye did try like Helen Keller Teacher eye reached out to less a man than eye. So on this Easter Sunday think of Timmy while eye stop typing this and cry. Some things is tougher to remember then to try. Hindsight is blind.
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