When I explained why I could not follow my colleagues’
conversation you pointed out they were right and I was
wrong; it made me glad you’re as normal as they - and
sad I wasn’t like you or them, but so it is, precisely
And why should I expect your understanding, I married
you because you were normal - and thus it ground me
to earth - frequently I’ve said I could never survive with
someone like me. Regrettably you don’t think my
Weirdness brings much to you & yours - another thing
I have to accept, plus being outsider to normals who
routinely take charge of everything – oh well, maybe
in heaven* there might be a place for me
[*heaven = any other place but this earth]
[26 December 2013]
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem