And Usually Then I See Miracles

At the time of their birth I’m there but they don’t know

No one can really tell until their little ones grow

Don’t really have an idea until they see

Uncommon traits developing in their baby

Signs like not yet talking and wouldn’t play peek-a-boo

Unsociable with other kids, not smiling and repetitive things they do

Activities they seem always to prefer to do alone

Limp and rigid if you try hugging them and retreat on their own

Loving arms seldom outstretch when you open yours

You try to get their attention but tasks become chores

The signs may not show before the baby is three

However not every time, not in every baby

Extraordinary skills can sometimes develop in the Autistic savant

No more than one skill like math, arts, music, memory all nonchalant

I lurk sometimes until they are much older

Sometimes people notice their kids getting less and less bolder

Expletives may rush from uncontrolled lips

Exercise gets dangerous when limbs break with slight slips

My presence when discovered early can be under control

Intensive intervention during preschool years plays a vital role

Routines adopted over years can ease the struggle

And though you feel to, rewards seldom come with a cuddle

Cuddling can cause crying and lead to terrible set backs

Let the kids grow towards their path and supply what each lacks

Each kid can be miraculously transformed but I’ll be the same

So remember at birth I might be there, I'm Autism, deception is my game