My Greatest Gift
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When the darkness creeps
While I am sitting alone,
Huddled in my fears and tears
A comfort thought is always there.
To be by you, by your side,
hand in hand against the fright
and its this thought that holds me so
Keeping me from the horrors that grow
So much I owe you, no words can equal
No gold could stack to its worth
Thank you for just existing
It has been my greatest gift.
About The Author
Matty is a 37 year old girl who is an Autistic Poet, Writer and Artist and lives alone in Christchurch New Zealand with a kitty! Matty has given many talks on autism and about being unique in a world that's often not accepting, Matty has also engaged with artist and worked on Art projects Matty usually works on an Art project at the same time as a writing one! This means posts can be a bit delayed!
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