Autism, non verbal

Every year,The sun shines a little brighterSmiles grow a little wider,Hordes of vacations – aroundGolds of the sea sands ,Pictures fill the feeds – whileHawkers shower the streets ,Golden is the glow – takingBreaks are a vow,Basking in the sun – whileIdling around the fun.And then you get home, Try to Sing some more,Breath a little easy now… Read more