by Carla Shaffer

Created on: November 21, 2009   Last Updated: April 23, 2011

He entered this world so very small and frail,
his life just beginning so bright and true,
his shining blue eyes so trusting and new,
He grew and he grew and today he is one,
he is walking and talking the best that he can,
he is beautiful to me with his light brown hair,
his laughter and smiles light up the room,
he grows and he grows and today he is two,
he has changes so much and his words are so clear,

these things I will hold so dear,
he grows and he grows and now he is three,
he is different now and he never sleeps,
he runs on a motor and at top speed!
he is different from most boys i have known for so long,

I pray in my heart that he learns to be strong,
he grows and he grows five, six,seven, and eight,
he is nine now and others have grown to hate,
he is different more different than most,
he is a boy yet he something more most
he grows and he grows ten, eleven, and twelve

thirteen has come and more different is he
the hate of his peers grows faster each year,
he grows and he grows fourteen, fifteen and sixteen
he seventeen now, so set in his path,
so far from what we had hoped and so far from what we dreamed
he wants to be female and the understanding of this escapes me!

What have I done and what will he do?
His intellect is low and his dream is so true!
My child I will love till the day that I die either male or female
I understand why! The child is mine and from my loins he sprung,
Whatever his decision I will love him the entire way through!

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