He’s throwing the presents
Screaming, demanding
I’d hide in my shell
If I had one to hide in
The new toys cause trouble
He wants what I have
My room is my bubble
Where he can’t push and shove
My brother is different
His brain’s not the same
I can’t have my turn
when we’re playing a game
I want to play properly
But I just let him win
Because Christmas is harder
For children like him
He’s making more noises
His hands on his ears
He’s making bad choices
He’s raging, in tears
My mum’s sad and tired
She’s tired of trying
She hides it from us
But I think she’s been crying
It’s time for my story
We’re about to begin it
But my brother is calling
She’ll be back in a minute
My brother needs cleaning
The 2nd time this hour
She’s gone more than a minute
He needed a shower
They say Christmas is magic
And I want to believe it
But he’s broken my sleigh bells
Mum says he doesn’t mean it
She says it’s because
He’s not able to face
The excitement of Christmas
He’s all over the place
He wants to see Gran
And he needs his routine
But there are last minute changes
Due to Covid-19
He wasn’t expecting
To be told they can’t come
He can’t bear to wait
And he’s coming undone
He spins in his hammock
When he needs to feel calm
I give him his space
He means me no harm
But his roaring is scary
And I don’t like his swearing
He punches himself
And he bites what he’s wearing
I live for the times
When he grabs hold of my hand
Leads me to his space
Wants me around
Gaming together
Inside the screen
A place where he’s happy
A space in between
The meltdowns and upsets
A space where he’s free
And I’m right there beside him
As I always will be
