New Driving License
Hip- hip horay
I got my driving license today
after so long, and at very last
I can lay-to-rest, the "him" in my past
now the real work starts
at 61, I have to learn
to be the queen of hearts
It begins with changing my glasses
always helps if you can see
now I have to work hard
to be all I can be
to fully become the woman
that always resided in me.
Hormones are working overtime
new thoughts arrive
like exploding fireworks.
official recognition that my transition is permanent.
Elizabeth alexander 4/2/2016
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