Dylan

by Angela Dickey
(Cohasset, MN)

Dylan

Sometimes when I look into his eyes
I just want to cry
The pain I see there I recognize
Something is bothering him
It could be a number of things
Or simply just one
The bright sun light
His clothes to tight
A sound that it too loud
Or a big crowd
A smell, a hug, a look from someone
The socks on his feet
A new person he has to meet
Something new whatever it may be
Causes him anxiety
Even something simple that makes him laugh
Can be too much and brings him to tears
There are uncountable number of fears
Daily tasks are harder for him
Than just you and me
Brushing his teeth and hair to cleaning his ears
Getting dressed to eating a meal
The hardest thing is comforting him
It can not always be done.
He is a smart kid, gentle and kind
Not everyone who meets him can always see
How much he has to offer
Not just himself
But in learning empathy
Some people look at him like he’s crazy
Or like something missing in his brain
Not always knowing that their looks
Cause him pain and hurt
They make what is going on so much worse
Each day has its struggle with some new and some old
We take our days and nights as they come
Hours, minutes, seconds if we must
I wouldn’t want to change him
That I know is true
All I wish for him is that life will get easier
He does the best that he can
That’s all I can ask
And I’m thankful for that.