Tags - (An Autism Story)

We were tired and our bodies were sore, We moved on never knowing what was in store. We were breathing heavy, and the sweat clung to our hair, As we moved on steadily, never getting anywhere.   We’d been going like this for hours and dusk had turned to daw
Carrie Croteau · 443 days ago

Oscar's standing in the sunlight's glow. Laughing at what? We don't know. And I am trying very hard to see, through the beautiful eyes of Oscar Magee. I need to reach the little boy at the door. But I don't speak the language of angels anymore. He doesn't
Carrie Croteau · 732 days ago