Transparents Poem by Ima Ryma

Transparents



I was born, and the only child.
Mom and Dad took good care of me.
But when I was ten, life went wild,
Changed forever my family.
Mom and Dad started acting strange,
Lots of family counseling.
Then Mom and Dad began to change,
But love was still the constant thing.
Not many know what it's about -
Switching between husband and wife.
Therapists are helping us out.
Transgender is a fact of life.

So Dad is Mom and Mom is Dad.
Sometimes it's good, sometimes it's bad.

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