Today I became a man
No hormones
No operations needed
Cyber creations
Need not have form
Or substance
I gave the man I am
A birthday the same as mine
But nineteen years later
He’s forty-two
Young enough to have a full life ahead
And old enough to have felt the full weight
Of his masculinity
Rather than leave him suspended in space
All alone
I married him off
A man has to have someone to think about
After all
To want to keep going
On the days when nothing makes sense
He needs someone to cherish
To remind himself
Not to kill his boss
And not to run that SOB off the road
For having cut him off in traffic
Now I will find out
If the years of compassion
Have meant anything
And if I can give this man life
Health and wealth
For today I have played God
It’s an awesome responsibility.
(c) 2008 Beth NoLastName
City Life 