One year ago, another year slipped by
As the scales showed me creeping // I was about to cry
Another set of zeros was trying to slide by
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I remained in denial // it was never the time
It wasn’t that bad a few pounds were fine
Until the scales reached another 99
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Getting bulky, my clothes were tight
Getting up when down was a difficult fight
Looking in the mirror was a scary sight
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Realization hit me like a ton of bricks
I refused to continue on this humpty-dumpty flip
It would take work, but I had to get a grip
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Giving up bread and pizza about made me cry
But the starches and butter would have brought my demise
So, I cut back on volume and tried to eat light
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Amazingly, pounds slowly began to drop
In time my belt tightened // up to the third notch
First ten, then twenty, and my clothes became baggy
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Today, when I watched the scale dial spin round
It showed that I lost a good twenty-five pounds
Now I feel better, I can get up off the ground
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I am proud of my accomplishment, without any gain
It went on a little by little // is coming off the same
Saturday is my birthday // And now I ‘m not ashamed
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Today at d’Verse, Punam asked us to write a Selfie Poem, about some aspect of ourselves. I was going to wait till Saturday to write this by since this came up I decided to go ahead and share my weight loss journey.
Last year a couple of things came together to bring this about. As you read in the poem, my weight was getting out of control. Cindy G. asked me to review her new book, in which she wrote that change only comes when we own it. Michelle had a contest prompt asking us to share how we keep active by moving, which I did and was chosen as one of the winners.
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