three years
by rachel redhead
(being a poetic voyage of my life from transition to now)
an expression of an idea
thought made substance
begin the begin at last
all is new and bright
being real me at last
opening my heart up
a flower to the universe
who will help or harm
so many choice now
trousers, skirts and dresses
blouses, vests and cardies
purple, pink and nice lilac
some painful rejections
and welcome affirmations
life is change for all
but I stand up for me
there's some pain of course
lasers zap and I pay for it
plucking, waxing, epilating
the never ending reduction
dieting and still gaining it
fatty movements begin
from wrong to so right
the hormonal dance
waiting, gaining, falling back
the ebb and flow of patience
time is the great healer
and waiting the mind number
making progress day by day
being me, likes and dislikes
growing, changing, adapting
never going back, never ever
somethings never change
other things come and go
who I am is evolving
I grow and change and be
shoes and bags and bling
familiar things now to me
I go to the hairdressers too
for a natter and a cuppa
one of the girls at work
sharing all the gossip
accepted for who I am
always been me inside
three years have come
three years have gone
three years on the road
the future will unfold
