Paper Friends

by Austin McClendon

Would you step over here and ease on through, open your hearts, and then your eyes? 





We are Paper Friends 





Would you let me open a world of wonder to you

and plow light through?

Allowing words to show you

what a paper world so simple and complete,

has done for Timothy.





Beside a boy and his family the love begins unspoken, 

a bond of open emotions, 

with a love poured out of devotion. 

When we share our words 

often unheard 

our deeper emotions 

can create waves of love that would fill the oceans.





We began celebrating writing our stories. 

Our words began to paint the scene. 

We opened them up and began to peruse, 

onward and through. 





Would you look at me? 

Upside down below the tree

with my words no longer hiding inside of me. 

With pages open that you can read, 

writing as others speak. 





Able to share.





Would you begin, 

bringing a wish and your grin, 

walk on over and step on in. 

Opening a journey of boys and girls 

traveling through our paper world. 

We have our stories here for you. 





Would you walk with me to the tree, 

the one you can barely see, 

blending into the scene. 





Watching books unfold 

wanting his stories told. 

Writing boys and girls a beautiful new world. 

Paper, pens, worlds and gems,

Come on in. 





We could escape the pages 

and travel for ages. 

We should probably start 

with the looking part. 

Would you open your eyes wide 

and empty your mind, 

allowing these words to be opening verse, 

of our world on paper?

On open wishes, promises, and sight, 

I bring to you a paper delight. 

Our world has been brought to you by paper, pens 

and our words within. 

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*Note to my readers,

Because I have autism words are hidden inside of me but they found a way out years ago. Books and stories are still working on their turn. 

Paper Friends is what I call people like me. We have so much stored inside to share but escaping is a time consuming process. Lots of ebb and flow allowing me to create and develop open thoughts takes place but the reward is something I can share with others. 

Books can be written and I am writing them. One I have been writing has a poem about Paper Friends in it. Celebrating autism month I would like to share it with you.