Autism “Awareness” and May Flowers
This is my THANK YOU to all who lived through yet another April with Autism Awareness, the bewareness and woes.
It’s May now.
My garden is blooming because you were there with me.
It is said that April showers
Bring May flowers
What does April ableist rain
Bring to my life’s garden?
I see weeds of compliance,
I see rocks of hate
Thrown through the glass of my greenhouse
Scattered shards cutting,
Hurting the leaves struggling to breathe
The ground covered with trash
Left behind by the Vandals For Normalization
But that’s not all April left behind
Despite the mocking days and dismissive weeks
May flowers still color my garden.
Of my friends and their own colorful gardens
Words turn into music, they ease my pain.
Even in silence my friends learn
How to exhale
They, too, survive
Supported by friends who don’t own a garden
But who learn the peculiarities of mine
Observing its colors
Listening to its sounds
Valuing its existence
Nurtured by other gardens owners
Gardens who have different colors
They bring water and nutrients
They share the knowledge of gardening
They stay and protect my flowers
When my resolve seems weakened
My garden has flowers
And I hear the messaging birds
Singing to me that all around
Despite April, despite the pain
Young gardens are blooming
With beauty and pride
Copyright 2016 by Amy Sequenzia