He met her on a Tuesday on a train ,
She was different and he was the same .
She was autistic but knew him enough ,
To look at his face with a kind of trust .
They had met on Tuesdays for many years .
Both of them had issuesand many fears .
That's why they both went to group therapy .
Each Tuesday from noon until half past three .
It took three years for him to talk to her .
But now they found a common place to share .
The lady on a Tuesday smiled at him ,
He asked her the time and gave her a grin .
She didn't know what the time was and laughed .
Lunch time .
he said ,
She replied
Lets go half .
She was afraid but he made her feel safe .
Together their problems they both could face .
They got off the train, as the world looked on .
So she shut her eyes and the world was gone .
He took her hand and led her down the street .
Uneven legs made him limp on his feet .
Around his neck he wore a vital call .
As a precaution in case he should fall .
Each Tuesday gives them the will to survive .
Love in a deep sense is really alive .
The lady on a Tuesday talks again,
With the man she meets each week on a train .
By Paul McCann
Originally Posted On Site: 2008-09-25 07:16:11
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