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.
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