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A WEIGHT OFF HER MIND...

She hesitated

Looked at the scales

Gingerly she stepped on


Her fingers crossed

She had a look


Disappointment again

As she saw the numbers appear

Crestfallen, she stepped off


She had done the work

Counted the calories

Cut out the treats

Yet still, it did not matter


Her belly still wobbled

Her thighs jiggled

Her jeans were too tight

Her spirit crushed


Where had it gone wrong

Why hadn't it made a difference

It wasn't fair, she told herself


As she pulled on her leggings

And wrapped herself

In an oversized jumper

She thought back

To when she was younger

And had a waist


As her age had grown

So had her belly

Her waist now less defined

And increasingly harder to find


But, she asked herself

Did it really matter

Did it change her

Or make her any less

Than the perfect being she was

A magnificent representation

Of creation


Then her thoughts shifted

To a more positive frame


She counted the good things in her life

Her wrinkles of joy

Her lines of laughter

Her stretch marks of wealth

Her abundance of love

And her ability to persist


She put the scales in the cupboard

To gather dust

She would no longer

Be determined by a number

Or a measurement

Of someone else's making


For who were they to decide

Her worth

Attached to a false ideal

An ridiculous illusion

That coerced her into believing

She was never enough


How dare they try

To undermine and destroy

Her soul

Her love for herself


She was woman

Generous, soft, gentle

Strong, courageous, determined

Inimitable


And the weight lifted.....



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