THE WINDS OF ABOVE
The boat set sail,
On a cool and cloudy hour,
Alas, the sails flew away,
And the cords slashed the bow,
All eyes looked to me,
And the nervous were calmed,
Hope returned to the overcrowded sail boat.
My Personal Journey with My Forty Plus Autistic Son
THE WINDS OF ABOVE
The boat set sail,
On a cool and cloudy hour,
Alas, the sails flew away,
And the cords slashed the bow,
All eyes looked to me,
And the nervous were calmed,
Hope returned to the overcrowded sail boat.