Carol Leigh Frye

At first I felt excluded
From society at large,
Because I thought I was a parent,
Or would be at some charge.
But the years rolled steady onward,
And no child came to me,
And through my grief I questioned
Who myself would be.
What was for other people
Was not who I would be,
But I was someone different
Than who they turned out to be.
What I wanted was no different
So this change I could accept,
Or go crazy from the yearning,
What a strange concept.
Oh, I wanted to be like them,
And I tried so hard for years,
But that never changed my future
Or calmed all of my fears.
But one day a thought slighted
Sang a sweet new melody.
What if my uniqueness
Made me extraordinary?
What if I was given freedom
And a life I dearly love
While I was also denied children
By the God who reigns above?
Blessings come in different ways,
Not all look the same.
Ones in disguise come to the wise
Who still choose to play the game.
I didn't ask to have this life,
But live it, I sure will!
To find myself and what I like
Remains my purpose, still.