fifty-nine years
on this decaying planet
I still feel young
© Rachel Green August 2022
I wish you could see who I became
you had no idea when you birthed a boy
of the beautiful woman I'd become.
Thanks for giving me the best start you could;
non-judgemental and tolerant
of my dolls and dressing-up.
I'm glad you never saw that dreadful phase
I went through after you died
but I wonder if you'd have accepted me
in the way your family didn't.
Anyway, thanks for the chance of life
and the beauty I added to the world
through words and paintings.
© Rachel Green August 2022
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