Once upon an autism, there was a boy who could draw
He could draw almost everything, anything he saw!
So talented and gifted, so many people spirits he lifted!
But to others he was a curse!
When they saw him at his worse.
Those people didn't understand autism.
And probably never will.
Those people insult others just for the thrill.
People like that are quick to judge, so full of hatred and criticism.
Only his mother knew all the big things he'd grow up to do
Because Josiah was her little Messiah, and in him she had so much Love hope and faith.
A love so deep and strong nothing in this world could replace.
So to her heart she stayed true, and didn't listen to all the comments people threw.
On how to raise a child with autism, such hipocritisism
All she saw were those beautiful eyes so very big and blue
So to anyone that didn't believe in her son she said "FORGET YOU!"
You'll never do half the wonderful things he'll growup and do!
On this earth your a waste of space!
So why don't you do us all a favor and remove yourself from this place!"
Because people didn't know what a true blessing was her child
They didn't know his autism was only mild
He'd soon overcome it.
They'd say "he'll always be a misfit!"
She didn't believe it, not one bit!
Not one bit of what she heard
Though others would say she was absurd
She tried her hardest not to listen to what she heard.
And with Love and patience and the GREAT LORD up above
She overcame all the obstacles, and lived the life they always dreamed of.

For my baby Josiah, Don't let the world get you down! My Love.

Heather Murguia
Visalia, CA