Allison M.

A crossdresser's thoughts on life, fashion, fabulousness, and (oh yeah) dressing up

A poem: “My Legacy”


Time for me to add to a blog category I haven’t added to in a long while, that category being “Allison’s Not-Quite-Daily Daily Writing Challenge.”  For the uninitiated, I based this category on the writing prompts put out by WordPress’ The Daily Post blog.  Since the end of February, the daily writing prompts The Daily Post have been putting out have been nothing but one word.  No fun, interesting, or thought-provoking questions or any what-would-you-do types of crazy situations.  Nope, just one single solitary word along with a link for instructions on how to contribute.

Though I’m sure relying on just one word can inspire a lot of other bloggers out there to write a reply (and judging from the volume of responses to some of them, a one-word topic can be an inspiring thing), I have to say that I miss the thought-provoking and crazy questions because, well, they make me really think about my life and my place in it.  In short, I think a one-word prompt is not as fun to write for.  No offense, maintainers of The Daily Post.

So, while I beg and plead for said Daily Post maintainers to bring back the thought-provoking questions (okay, all that begging and pleading is just in my mind), I can always go back on their older prompts and think of how to respond.  But then, there is something to be said about brevity, which is why this post is a response to a one-word prompt The Daily Post put out last month:  “Legacy.”

Now, I have actually already talked about legacy obliquely in a post a little over a week ago, not knowing that the “Legacy” prompt was out there.  But rather than kick myself for not linking it to that topic then, I figure I can respond to it now.  And not just with a “Daily Writing Challenge” response but with a poem. (Wow, I think I’m surprising myself with this poetry kick.)  In that earlier post, I talked about wanting to tell stories in order to leave a legacy.  This time, however, I want to prose about what those stories — or rather, my stories — might include.

A couple of things before I start: This piece will be much longer than the poetry I’ve written before, and I hope that doesn’t scare you off because I have a lot of profound personal thoughts to cram into these stanzas. And if it seems to you that some of this is dark territory, it’s not my intention to be a Debbie Downer here… but then, the thought of what you leave behind can be a dark topic sometimes.

Anyway, here goes:

“My Legacy”

What if, Heaven forbid, I vanished today?
You know, just dropped out of sight?
How do I hope everyone remembers me
Should I venture into that good night?

I would hope they would remember me
As a rather simple man
One who lived his life proudly
With or without a plan

I would hope they would remember me
As a hard forty-hour worker
Probably not the most perfect employee
But someone who really put in an effort
During that daily grind

I would hope they remember my generosity
Of helping others in need
That they would know I did my best
In any way, shape, form, or deed
To come to the aid of others
Who were less fortunate than I
That I brightened their day a little bit
After I said “Hello”
And before I said “Goodbye”

I would hope they remember me
As a loving brother, uncle, and son
And that I was proud to be all of that
And that they would forgive me
For being a proud family man
Despite being a father of none

I would hope some would remember me
As more than just a man
That this man had a feminine side
Who with dresses, wigs, and makeup
Was unafraid to show a little glam

I say some in that last stanza
Because being female is a private side of me
I still fear that if I were no longer around
And if my family discovered my feminine being
They would then think much less of me

But I am happy to say
Nay, proud to say
That there are some who do accept my female side
And accept me for aiming to be
An open-minded person
And supporter of the LGB&T
Someone who doesn’t mind if someone else
Is gay, bi, or straight
Or a trans man or woman
Or someone in between
If I was no longer around, it is my hope
These people would appreciate the support I gave them
And the love I gave them
And remember that I was more than a part-time woman
And that I was a full-time human being

Gee, all of that would be quite a legacy
But I’m not done yet
Oh, no, I am definitely not done yet

I want to live a little longer
Well, a lot longer actually
I have a lot of things I still want to do
And do them in a longer time than just today

I’d love to do more
To learn more
To act more
To help others more
To love much more
To… live more
To… enjoy life more

I’d love to see the world
To see Toronto, L.A., maybe the Rockies
Or other places I never thought I’d be
But not just to see the sights
But to bring some warmth to others
And bring out the warmth in others
Who I never thought, face-to-face, I’d see
If you are friendly to me now
And if we got together
Oh, what a grand time that would be for we

Yes, I have a lot of living to do
And a lot of things to do
And I hope that one day I’ll be
Someone remembered as more than a man
And more than a woman
But a human being
With an incredible legacy


Author: Allison M.

A part of the trans community ("cross-dresser" is the term that applies to me) who finds themselves much more expressive and somewhat more confident when presenting in a feminine persona. An admirer and supporter of those who are fashionable, fabulous, and friendly (LGBT or otherwise). Someone who tries to be witty and unique, but is not even remotely perverted or a pariah (I am a real human being, just like you). Using various writing styles on this blog to communicate thoughts and feelings concerning my life experiences, fashion sense, and the world at large (and maybe impressing my high school creative writing teacher who deservedly gave me middling grades).

2 thoughts on “A poem: “My Legacy”

  1. It’s great. I especially love the line “I was a full-time human being” If only we could put down labels and just think of each other as people the world would be a better place.

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