He was as straight as he can be
and oh so the world was so happy
He was such a handsome young boy
The world still full of joy
He did not like girls
Although he would always play with them
He was always sparkling like a gem
He starting growing and he knew
That the boys had also liked him too
Not just as friends
He now has to cleanse
He dressed very precisely always spick and spand
But that day had come he had to take a stand
He told his parents
They had open hands
Of course they had so many other plans
But their son
So cheery and weary
Everyone accepted
Oh he was so unexpected
He felt like he was high
He was so happy that he can fly
Like a bird so freely in the sky
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KATEY -Thank you for a very gentle and understanding poem about "coming out" In democracies like the UK & USA same sex relationships (between consenting adults) and same sex marriages are NOW legal. This facilitates "coming out" and helps Families to come to terms with the "Rainbow" (GLBT) Community. However Mothers of Boys always want to be Grandmothers ! We have G & L & B members in our own extended Family and I am never judgmental and always understanding and supportive. You mention that Gay Men are always fastidious in their dress and grooming. My GF's sometimes ask "Why can't straight Men be a immaculate and scent so good !" Thanks for caring and sharing - BRIAN
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