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I found this poem I had written a few years ago
while doing a clear out of some old papers and stuff. I wrote it while I was going through a difficult time. I hope it might inspire anyone going through a similar situation.
The wind howled cruelly across the bay,
The day you told me you were gay,
You’d met a woman from where you work,
At GlaxoSmithKline, near Isleworth
You went to see the film ‘Revolver’,
Interlocking arms, caressing shoulders,
And after, Nandos, and then to home,
Where two consenting adults are free to roam
To 3 years on, the civil partnership,
Why not marriage Britain?
This isn’t the dark ages…?
You told me if it was not for your affliction,
A genetically predisposed predilection,
For women and a desire for them to bond to you,
There could have been a future for us two
I hope you are happy now in Cornwall,
Your new social media business
is bound to snowball
I wish success and love for the adoption,
But don’t rush in,
there are lots of options,
A buyers market,
In no small part,
To broken Britain,
That you two and your love,
Can help to fix fast