This was written a few weeks after my father transitioned, not for sympathy but to support the little girl inside yearning to tell her story. Not sure I'm finished with it, but here it is:
Life (for Elizabeth) Original Poem 11/23/14
Your breath became my own and you exhaled life's elixir into my lungs as I was yet being formed
Memories of a War Veteran..I have not forgotten
My Uncle was a Vietnam War Veteran. He was fortunate to be one of the ones to come home alive, but the person who left never really came home. He was sad, he was depressed, he struggled with the choices he was forced to make at war and never really felt comfortable in his skin when he came home. He was a walking casualty of war.
I Want To Get Off – Original poetry
So I beg you to stop playing with my heart To unwrap yourself from my torso and release me Let me walk away with my dignity, without feeling ashamed about what I let you do to me.
Happy No Fear , original poetry
I am worthy of a life free of fear And I deserve to have someone I trust to pull me near Whisper "I love you" sensual and sincerely in my ear And not cringe from disbelief
God Has Answered
It's so amazing when you can look back on the major events in your life and see where God has not necessarily answered your exact prayer, but gave you exactly what you needed. I wanted so desperately to have another boy. My son was so easy-going, mild-tempered, played happily by himself, ate whatever I put... Continue Reading →
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