another gay poem?! Great Googlie Mooglie

[themobjob]

She lived a life of solitude.
She lived a life in vain.
She lived a life in which there was
A strong, ongoing, pain.

She had no friends on which to lean
And cry her problems to.
She had no friends to give her love
And hope and kindness, too.

She thought about it day and night;
She lay upon her bed.
Her mind made up, she grabbed a gun
And put it to her head.

Just then a ring came from the phone.
She pulled the gun away.
Her mom was on the other end
And wanted to just say,

"Happy Birthday, my dear girl.
Today is just for you.
I care for you with all my heart,
I hope you know that's true."

These words ran through her mind so much.
The gun was down for good.
She changed her mind about her life
And then she changed her mood.

She thought about her special day
And what her mom had said.
The gift her mom gave her that day
Was the gift of life, again.