Poem For The Parents Poem by Christian Rivera

What will you think twenty years from today,
when you see me on my own, and still happily gay?
You always say it is just a curious phase,
and always tell me that I should go out and play.

But please mom and dad, I like to play house.
I like to play dolly with sis and the mouse.
Don't tell me to get a ball, bat, and run around.
I'm happy pretending that Barbie's Ken is my spouse.

And when I grow up I'll still be a strong man,
with all the same goals I had way back then.
I'll be a doctor or lawyer or play in a band,
and still have a wedding, except 'her' name will be Dan.

So please mom and dad, accept me for me.
I will always grow up being all I can be.
I won't disappoint you, and that you will see.
Twenty years from today when I turn thirty-three.