Shirt and Jeans

The clean shirt and denim jeans
No more in-betweens, just me
No more hiding it inside
A rough ride, but I am free
Stepping out and coming out
Too long shouting in the dark
Today is it, can’t go back
Their flack belongs in the ark
Head high with pride, standing tall
It took my all to do this
The past is left far behind
It’s time to find what life is
No regrets, I’ve done all I can
And now it’s time to be a man




© JG Farmer 2017
Form: Cymraeg Sonnet
Copyright © | Year Posted 2017

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