I Was a Little Girl

I was a little girl
I was a little boy
I played with dolls and trucks
And other children’s toys

I wore my sister’s dress
I wore my brother’s shirt
And played house with Mary
And with Tommy in the dirt

I do not have a preference
Being both is fine with me
But the world doesn’t like that
And I do not feel free

Some clothes there are for women
Some clothes there are for men
I want to wear them both
Perhaps some day – but when

Huddled

The woman in my arms was beautiful

She was stunning, seductive, and filled with a charming wit
We huddled under that blanket
Awaiting word of a fire so we could go warm by it

Her arm around me was a comfort
And when we leaned close I felt a happy warmth inside
It was tempting to turn and to kiss her
But I didn’t know, and so I let it just ride

Too soon the fire was ready
Too soon we cast away our cloak and gave up being one
But I always remember that weekend
Being with her like that was just fun