Little Things


It's the little things

That seem to make him smile

Like the color yellow (never green)

And the song of a child

Chocolate he adores

Gorge he would if he could

Watching the weather

Word for word repeated

Verbatim, as he stood

Call him 'rainman'

Call him different

Or just call him friend...

For he lives in his little world

No stress, no walls, just him.





  • Author: Memoirs of a mad life (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: January 15th, 2020 07:57
  • Comment from author about the poem: This one is dedicated to my friend Travis. Travis has autism and is able to memorize things and repeat them back verbatim. His favorite is the weather. If you wanna know the forecast, just ask him and he never forgets a birthday!
  • Category: Friendship
  • Views: 32
  • User favorite of this poem: Chandra S..
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