Jeremy, Meet Valerie

He knew he was always a girl,

Just crushed by a very cruel world,

At eight in a flowered dress of lace,

Hidden in the closet in his special place,

Fourteen and breathless from the new boy at school,

Passed him on his bike, he looked, he knew,

Seventeen and they meet at the old house they call they're own,

Where he gave him a bracelet of fake gold,

Twenty three and tarnished, yet has never left his wrist,

On the morning bus, where they look at him with disgust, 

Thirty and he knows he'll never leave his wife,

Yet when he kisses him, He's finally the girl he forever wished to be,

Happiness? Will see,

At least He's no longer Jeremy, call him Valerie,

The little boy once in lace, who has come to find his place,

That when he looks in a passing window, he sees,

The woman God meant for him to be.....