Happy flaps and Lots of laughs, nothing but pure joy,
In a world of vibrant colors, every feeling they employ.
Age regression's gentle hug, a comfort like no other,
Embracing traits that make them shine, unique just like a mother.

Stimming dances, laughter's trance, a symphony of glee,
Autistic joy's a work of art, a canvas wild and free.
With every flap and joyful skip, they claim their rightful place,
A tapestry of happiness, woven with love and grace.