I Knew Him
Form: Epistle Sonnet 9
I can’t recall the first time I saw him
His grey eyes staring from behind the glass
A trick of the eye or was the light dim
Just a boy with no name but I knew him
Over the years I felt his pain in me
For all the boyish things he should have been
For all those things I know I should have asked
And I began to promise one day, one day
The one day would come and I’d set him free
Accept the things inside that no one’s seen
For I knew from the start that he was me
Hidden behind the mask of girly sheen
That day when the mirror gave him away
He became a man and is here to stay
©JezzieG2023
Such a heartfelt poem Jezzie.
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