Everything has a cycle,
Everything has an end,
But where did it start,
And where will it end;

Flowers bloom,
Then they dry up,
They produce seeds,
And so it proceeds;

No way to know,
How it all started,
Nowhere to find,
The answers we seek;

We might ask god,
We might ask science,
But so far,
We have no answers;

We dig deeper into the seed,
We find it to be interesting,
And get some answers,
But along with that,
We get more questions;

We see the cells,
Moving around,
They all have a purpose,
To keep life abound;

We dig and dig,
The more answers – the more questions,
When will it end?
When will we know all?

We’re so far away,
You’re just a speck of light,
The distance is monstrous,
But I found you;

I searched long and wide,
I never lost hope,
I looked towards the light,
Through the Hubble telescope;

There you were,
Awaiting discovery,
No one knew,
You were to be found by me;

A ball of gas,
Around a sun,
Round you go,
Blinking every time you pass;

May your special day be filled with happiness,
May you get all you crave,
I know that I drive you up the wall,
But I do it out of love;

You are great,
You are love,
That is the trait,
That comes from above;

You always push forward,
And work tirelessly,
I never figured,
That it was all for me;

Almost the end of May,
And you’ve given me so much,
But today is your day,
So enjoy it to the full;

I'm done repressing my gayness
Because it's the "Christian" thing to do.
I will wear ******* rainbow ****** pasties
And march in a pride parade
If I please
And then go to church and praise Jesus
And God and the Holy Spirit
For making the way I am
And how I am
Because he made me perfect.
I am gay
I am Christian
I am proud to be both.

She

I'm waiting for the man I hope to wed.
I've never seen him - that's the funny part.
I promised I would wear a rose of red,
Pinned on my coat above my fluttered heart,
So that he'd know me - a precaution wise,
Because I wrote him I was twenty-three,
And Oh such heaps and heaps of silly lies. . .
So when we meet what will he think of me?

It's funny, but it has its sorry side;
I put an advert. in the evening Press:
"A lonely maiden fain would be a bride."
Oh it was shameless of me, I confess.
But I am thirty-nine and in despair,
Wanting a home and children ere too late,
And I forget I'm no more young and fair -
I'll hide my rose and run...No, no, I'll wait.

An hour has passed and I am waiting still.
I ought to feel relieved, but I'm so sad.
I would have liked to see him, just to thrill,
And sigh and say: "There goes my lovely lad!
My one romance!" Ah, Life's malign mishap!
"Garcon, a cafè creme." I'll stay till nine. . .
The cafè's empty, just an oldish chap
Who's sitting at the table next to mine. . .

He

I'm waiting for the girl I mean to wed.
She was to come at eight and now it's nine.
She'd pin upon her coat a rose of red,
And I would wear a marguerite in mine.
No sign of her I see...It's true my eyes
Need stronger glasses than the ones I wear,
But Oh I feel my heart would recognize
Her face without the rose - she is so fair.

Ah! what deceivers are we aging men!
What vanity keeps youthful hope aglow!
Poor girl! I sent a photo taken when
I was a student, twenty years ago.
(Hers is so Springlike, Oh so blossom sweet!)
How she will shudder when she sees me now!
I think I'd better hide that marguerite -
How can I age and ugliness avow?

She does not come. It's after nine o'clock.
What fools we fogeys are! I'll try to laugh;
(Garcon, you might bring me another bock)
Falling in love, just from a photograph.
Well, that's the end. I'll go home and forget,
Then realizing I am over ripe
I'll throw away this silly cigarette
And philosophically light my pipe.

* * * * *

The waiter brought the coffee and the beer,
And there they sat, so woe-begone a pair,
And seemed to think: "Why do we linger here?"
When suddenly they turned, to start and stare.
She spied a marguerite, he glimpsed a rose;
Their eyes were joined and in a flash they knew. . .
The sleepy waiter saw, when time to close,
The sweet romance of those deceiving two,
Whose lips were joined, their hearts, their future too.

You accepted me,
for who I am,
you chose me,
over anyone else;

you are my brother,
I never had,
I need your action,
Where ever I am;

I made you angry,
I made you sad,
You stayed along,
The entire way;

There is no word,
to describe your soul,
All I can say I love you all.