Because My Son Thinks Different

by Debi Baron

Oh I love the word eccentric
and how it rolls off the tongue
so much better than
neurologically challenged.

There’s a much longer name for it,
a diagnosis if you will,
found in books
he will no doubt read someday
if only to find amusement
in typographical errors.

He loves to draw timelines
and anatomical sketches,
and to know the detailed life stories
of his everyday heroes
Leonardo DaVinci and Charles Darwin.

Sometimes he draws maps
of Pangaea and the world today as well.
He sings songs to his dinosaurs in the bath
explaining to them with great scientific accuracy
how they became extinct.

He is seven years old
and keeps me on my toes
challenging me
to think within his box.

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