Tuesday, November 24, 2009

An Ode to Weight Loss

Ah, last five pounds.
Your effervescence of triumph.

Toil and trial endured
Stinky sweaty towels litter the floor
I await your good news.

Last five pounds you can't possibly know
My joy.  My tears.  My struggle.

My brownie-less days.
Chocolate cake free nights.
I live on broccoli.

Last five pounds you know the words I long to hear.
"Eat up," you will never say.

For you are nothing but a glob of fat sitting on my love handles.
And fat does not have a mouth, or vocal chords, or lungs.

Yet there you still sit.
My sweet silent encourager.
My last five pounds.

by Stacie "Maya Angelou" Lucas

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