Once, I
had a boyfriend, Simon, who had only just got around to telling his family he
is gay, and took a little longer to break it to them that I was the new
boyfriend. Simon’s family was not exactly overjoyed, either with his being gay
or my part in it all.
It was all
a long time ago and Simon has been
with his partner for many years now. I see them now and then; they are very
close. Both families attended their Civil Partnership two years ago.
Now, this
may not be a particularly good poem, but I never could resist a happy ending…
RUNNING
WITH DINOSAURS
I so hate
it that my son is gay,
a dad
confided in me,
nor can I
find the words to say
I’m
ashamed of his sexuality
It’s just
not true I love him less,
the same
dad reassured me,
but
nature didn’t provide an anus
to be
used other than…naturally
I’ll love
him whatever his choice,
this dad
confided in me,
but you
can’t expect me to rejoice
that he
has a boyfriend, surely?
True love
is unconditional, I said,
as good
parents, siblings,
partners
and friends take as read
above all
things…
It’s easy
enough for you to say,
the dad
confided in me,
you don’t
have a son who’s gay
letting
down the whole family
Of course
I’m proud of the lad,
his dad
reassured me,
and since
he’s not turned out bad,
I know it’s
thankful I should be
If families
can’t see eye to eye,
this dad,
a cleric, told me,
let’s
hope and pray we’ll get by,
let live, love, and…sexuality
I took
comfort from our discourse
that my
boyfriend will be okay;
some dads
may run with dinosaurs,
but love
would win the day
Copyright
R. N. Taber c1983
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