I sat at the table, my fingers caressed through the plate,
My sole companion all these while
For the choice I made to remain single, regrets trashed
A beam of sunshine gently poked through the window
Leading me to an unknown destination
Urging me to find thy inner self
Compelling me to hear the eternal desire
I looked up, it’s my future waiting to be rewritten

She appeared special amidst the blooming buds
I welcomed her into my sealed life.
Leaving behind her abandoned past, we dwelled in joy
We sat at the table, her fingers caressed through the plates.
My world expanded with her addition.
People named her autistic
To me she was artistic.