ON THE THIRD DAY OF CHRISTMAS
Our true stress seems to be . . .
Too big for our "britches."
Who would have imagined?
All the weight gain
from this time last year
‘til now.
Friends and families and colleagues
are hosting festive holiday parties.
And we’re obligated to go.
Low and behold, we have too much meat
to squeeze into the front—the back—and the sides
of those old-faithful holiday frocks.
Let’s not loose our focus.
It is Christmas, remember?
This is not about us . . . or our weight.
Sure, we’d like to "dazzle" those inquisitive eyes,
and to be the envy of the classy crowd.
But if we’ve carried X-plus pounds around
prior to the holiday season,
then why get stressed about it now?
Eat. Drink. And be merry!
Our true stress seems to be . . .
Too big for our "britches."
Who would have imagined?
All the weight gain
from this time last year
‘til now.
Friends and families and colleagues
are hosting festive holiday parties.
And we’re obligated to go.
Low and behold, we have too much meat
to squeeze into the front—the back—and the sides
of those old-faithful holiday frocks.
Let’s not loose our focus.
It is Christmas, remember?
This is not about us . . . or our weight.
Sure, we’d like to "dazzle" those inquisitive eyes,
and to be the envy of the classy crowd.
But if we’ve carried X-plus pounds around
prior to the holiday season,
then why get stressed about it now?
Eat. Drink. And be merry!
Peace I leave with you . . .
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