I would delicately submit that you are borderline fucked-in-the-head: I have borderline HFA, a 160 I.Q., and, in keeping with those, an inclination to think that yours is a tawdry, highly romanticized and sensationalized account of what is, for some of us, hardly an existentially feel-good situation.
And is your evaluation of your child's intellectual prowess itself not without some plausibly ill-grounded embellishment? Is a mere parroting of [aesthetically nightmarish] poetry at the age of 3-ish, for instance, really an exceptional feat? To be sure, it is not being regurgitated without a modicum of cognitive ability--a capacity for crystalized intelligence, for instance. It is no doubt entertaining, as well. And what parent would not be proud of such a performance? Nonetheless, I am hardly persuaded that these things merit glorification and exaltation, if the ground for the accolades is one largely underwritten by the supposition that this behavior is, in and of itself, indicative of a celebratory genius to be celebrated...