The Great State of Gay by Gillian

A Limerick

A lightning bolt hit me one day,
It left me with nothing to say.
You’re gay, don’t you know? How can you be so slow?
So I checked out the gay state of play.

Caught up on a runaway train,
I hurtled through darkness and rain.
I had to come out, not a whisper, a SHOUT.
I could not, ever, go back again.

I came out to them, young and old
I don’t know what made me so bold
I stood tall and proud and I shouted out loud.
The spy coming in from the cold.

This action might not have been wise,
I took it against some advice
But there’s nowhere to run, and it’s all been such fun,
Just go with the roll of the dice.

So here I am every Monday*
Caught up in the gay state of play,
I live a great life - even took me a wife
Here in the great State of Gay.



*Monday is the day we have our storytelling group.

The Wisdom of GLBT Identity    11/26/2012

About the Author

I was born and raised in England. After graduation from college there, I moved to the U.S. and, having discovered Colorado, never left. I have lived in the Denver-Boulder area since 1965, working for 30 years at IBM. I married, raised four stepchildren, then got divorced after finally, in my forties, accepting myself as a lesbian. I have now been with my wonderful partner Betsy for 25 years.