Autism, Family, Uncategorized


Another year

Another win

Thomas is out

But Mario’s in


I look at your face

As you smile in delight

I will never get tired

Of that wonderful sight


To think that once I did not know

If birthdays would ever make you glow

If you would ever understand

Or if you’d come out of Thomas Land


Yet here we are at seven years old

You’re funny and smart, happy and bold

You surprise me daily, you open my eyes

You show me the world needs more than one size


With love in my heart I will hold you near

On every birthday, every year

My gorgeous son, let me wish you with joy

A very happy birthday, to the world’s bestest boy.


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