JUST FOR THIS DAY
"Autism is not the end of the World...
just the beginning of a new one."
Copyright © 1999 Sally Meyer
July 3, 2000
Just for this morning, I am going to smile whenever I see your face and laugh when I
feel like crying.
--- Copyright © 1999 Sally Meyer
Just for this morning, I will let you wake up softly, all rumpled in your flannel
and I will hold you until you are ready.
Just for this morning, I will let you choose what you want to wear, and smile
and say you're beautiful.
Just for this morning, I am going to step over the laundry, and pick you up and
take you to the park to play.
Just for this morning, I am going to eat a huge breakfast, with bacon, eggs, toast and waffles
and you don't have to eat any.
Just for this morning, I will leave the dishes in the sink, and let you teach me
how to put that 100 piece puzzle together.
Just for this afternoon, I will unplug the telephone and keep the computer off,
and sit with you in the garden blowing bubbles.
Just for this afternoon, I will not yell once, not even a tiny grumble when you
scream and whine for the ice cream truck, and I will buy you one if he comes
Just for this afternoon, I won't worry about what you are going to be when you
grow up or who you might have been before your diagnosis.
Just for this afternoon, I will let you help me bake cookies, and I won't stand
over you trying to fix things.
Just for this afternoon, I will let you put all kinds of barrettes in my hair, and put
lipstick on my face, and I will tell you how pretty you have made me look.
Just for this afternoon, I will take you to McDonalds and buy us both a Happy
Meal so you can have both toys.
Just for this evening, I will hold you in my arms and tell you a story about how
you were born, and how much we love you.
Just for this evening, I will let you splash in the bathtub and not get angry when
you throw water over your sister's head.
Just for this evening, I will let you stay up late while we sit on the porch swing and
count all the stars.
Just for this evening, I will bring you glasses of water and snuggle beside you for three hours and miss my favorite
show on t.v.
Just for this evening, when I kneel down to pray, I will simply be grateful for all that I have and not ask for anything,
Just one more day.
--- Sent in by Karen McGriff --- Texas
--- Correction of the poem and permission to publish given by author