Poems on autism by Thomas G. Andry

What is it like to have a Child?
What is it like to have a child?
Who has needs severe or mild
Preconceived dreams, hopes and plans
Have slipped through my fingers like grains of sand
What is it like, rare as it may be
To sometimes see someone looking just like me
Brief glimpses of a smiling face
But from a far, far, far away place
What is it like as days pass to years?
There are plenty moments that dry your tears
An appropriate comment from out of nowhere
Tells me that there’s a real person in there
What is it like to look thru my eyes?
Concerns about the future, not times gone by
What’s to be when I’m no longer here?
Who will protect him from the fears?
Of people who do not lend a hand
Or from things he just can’t understand
From places that he should not go
From things that he really should know
From dogs or cats or things that are wrong
From an institution where he doesn’t belong
Why do I doubt and have a care
When I know that God’s hand has always been there
He has selected me for this mission in life
To watch and guard this child living the strife
What is it like to have a child?
Who has needs severe or mild
How blessed I am and how really great
To see God’s “special work” and celebrate.
by Thomas G. Andry
He Danced!
The day was soon to come
The wedding of an elder son
An autistic child doesn’t travel well
And in my son’s case it’s a living hell
He tarnished my thought of wedding music
When I told him he was to be included
A dance of wills began as he tried to undo
The uncertainty that I was leading him to
“It makes my stomach hurt and I’m afraid.”
Are some of the things he repeatedly said.
On my knees was the only place to go
But he could not replace his thoughts of woe
He continued to complain, anguish and cry
“I’m not going, if I have to fly”
And every other reason came to his lips
As he hoped he would make me give up this trip
This dance continued without a pause
As he tried to understand the cause
But I was listening to a different song
For his safety, he had to come along
The day came and the music grew louder
Groom, bride, guests and flowers
Before I knew it, it was done
The groom and bride were finally one
Real music began and not just in my head
I realized my son had enjoyed where he was led
And not just the planes, clouds, mountains and farms
The next thing I knew, he had the bride in his arms
No longer to the music in my head
But this dance was to the prayers I had said
What’s so special about this dance?
For an autistic child it is a chance
In this place full of music, noise and chatter
Something happened that really mattered
He came out of his world of sameness and rote
And entered mine full of joy and hope
That smile on his face as the music was followed
In this room that has now become so hallowed.
What is so special about this dance?
Not just for a bride giving him a chance
But for my son,
He danced
He danced!
by  Thomas G. Andry
weddingdance
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Abortion (find out what it really looks like)

It is a good idea to confront people with graphic pictures of what an aborted baby looks like.  Father Frank Pavone highly recommends showing these pictures. He receives emails everyday from people who supported abortion and then changed their position to being pro-life immediately, upon seeing the pictures of abortion on the Priests for Life website. Pregnant women who have seen pictures of aborted babies have cancelled their abortion. Seeing is believing. Priests for Life have been trying to get TV stations to show these images for some time.  Father Pavone does not even ask for a message to be given with the TV images.  The images speak for themselves.  Showing pictures of the reality of something is sometimes the only way to get people to come out of denial.  On TV there are horrible video images of the inside of a smoker’s lungs. Smokers who are hooked on smoking like to switch off to arguments against it.  The TV video images of a smoker’s damaged lungs can’t be argued with. Likewise TV campaigns against speeding and drink driving show the ugly reality of a fatal car accident.  Pictures speak louder than words.

To read a poem on the evil of abortion visit this webpage.

Joe the Smoker (poem)

Joe the Smoker

Joe took up smoking

When he was young.

His friends told him,

That it was fun.

 

Joe thought that smoking

Made him look cool,

But in truth,

He was a fool.

 

His lungs collapsed,

And his health failed,

Things went bad,

And poor joe wailed.

 

He collapsed and died,

His family cried.

“He only lasted forty years”.

They said as they sobbed,

Though their tears.

 

Learn a lesson,

From Joe our friend.

Smoking kills you,

In the end.

Click here to read more of my poems.

 

The Mission Bell (poem)

The Mission Bell,

What does it tell?

To come to church and pray,

To worship Jesus,

At the start,

Of each new dawning day.

To thank Him,

Serve Him,

Praise Him,

Love Him,

To abandon every sin.

And also to let go of life’s,

Distracting noisy din.

Our humble messenger,

The Mission Bell,

Takes care of us,

And serves us well !    

Ways to keep your brain cells active

If you want to keep your brain cells active, try some of the following exercises: read the newspaper upside down, do cross-word puzzles, try writing poems (if you are not good at that, do it anyway just for yourself, until you think it is good enough to share with others), buy a descant recorder and the instruction book and learn to play it.  It is easy to learn music this way and it stimulates the brain!  Put a book to the mirror and try to read the text that you see in the mirror and finally make a list of ten items and try to memorize them, then see if you can remember them. Write them down and check them against your list to see how you went.

Mind Pollution (Poem)

Don’t pollute your mind with garbage

garbage foul and smelly,
the kind of things that every day

are beamed across the telly.

  

More of my poems can be found here.

 

My book on answers to prayer (on line free): (An Appeal for more stories)

Dear Friends,

I have recently put up online the first edition of my book: Help from heaven (Answers to prayer).  

There are many stories of answers to prayer. They cover several saints, the guardian angels, St Raphael the Archangel, Our Lady and Our Lord (invoked under several titles), the Miraculous Medal, The Divine Mercy, The Sacred Wounds of Our Lord, The intercession of the Holy Souls in Purgatory for their benefactors, etc. There are also prayers, an article on how to meditate on the Rosary, an article on miracles, some poems etc. The stories came from friends, relatives and  acquaintances.  

The book is an apostolate to help people. It is not a commercial venture. 

I thought that it would be good if the book contained more stories of answers to prayers. If you have a story of an answer to prayer (that is original) that you think might be suitable for the book, please email me at:

 catacomb@bigpond.com 

Through your feedback the book might be improved.

Greetings and prayers for all your intentions,

Mary Ann

(Australia) 

The book is in two parts and can be read at the following links:   

Help from heaven (part one)

http://missionbell.homestead.com/HelpFromHeavenBook.html 

Help from heaven (part two – final section) 

http://missionbell.homestead.com/HelpFromHeavenBookPartTwo.html 

Please let your family and friends know about the book also, so that they can have a look.