You know at first
It’s so damned hard
To let him go
But like a vessel
First set to sea
That place the old
Place gets smaller and
Smaller with each passing
Hour then you’re nowhere
And then finally then
You are somewhere else
New full of promise
And not broken promises
There is just something
About this one tarnished
And dented penny that
Makes me keep it
In my pocket when
I feel it when I
Look at it I
Don’t think about all
Of the millions of
Other pennies I think
Only of this one
Because it is different
Sometimes it’s just time
Time to fall time
To hope time to
Realize and always time
To feel whatever time
It is trust me
I will know for
My heart is an
Hour glass which turns
Until it eventually stops
Which of course then
Means time is up
Time to go and
Finally time to grow
So you said it
You told the truth
Why you asked me
Is being yourself so
Hard because the world
Doesn’t understand things that
It simply can’t accept
As normal when normal
Isn’t what they do
So you said it
To families and friends
That you are gay
And now your little
Corner of the world
Knows what normal really
Is because you are
The funny thing about
Vision is that it
Don’t require eye sight
It does require heart
So just as love
One must learn to
Trust what one cannot
See in order to
Create something extraordinarily beautiful
That only kindred hearts
Are capable of seeing
HARLAN DIDRICKSON 