Where I belong

Where I belong By Christopher Ross Livingstone

 

Where I belong 

For too long left me with many questions 

Rather than answers 

 

Over time

Childhood was about moving from pillar to post

No time to settle

Experiences were turbulent and chaotic 

Arguments to divorce 

Relationships come and go

Mum and Dad in two separate houses 

I began to question

Where do i belong?

 

Experiences of growth

From childhood to the age of discovery 

Sensing those changes of the body and puberty 

Discovering in world wasn't made easy

Remebering knowing that I didn't belong  

The straight normative narrative wasn't me

This story isn't mine 

I was questioning 

Where do I belong? 

Time passed

Age and experience marked me with grey of the silver fox

Experiences of expression 

Healing of silence 

Acceptance of my queer heart 

Led me to knowing 

Where I am

True in heart 

Is where I belong 

Times shift 

Loved ones come to pass

Mum with love in heart

Hand held tight

I let you go

Cross over 

Another jouney to a path not yet travelled 

October is time to shed and let go

Coming home to rest and reflect

Colours burst  in bright oranges and golden greens

This time in reflection 

Where  do I belong? 

With Mum and Dad no longer here 

I'll soon seek the answers within 

Alongside mother nature nature