When I was young people said I was too skinny
Now iam older and more sedentary
People make remarks about the fact I’ve put on weight
Bit of a tummy now and bigger all over now what you’d call fat
But the six pack days are well and truly over
But at my age I think I am doing ok
Why are people so concerned about my weight anyway
When I was young I swore I’d live forever
Older now I know each day and year is a blessing
I’d love to get fit once again
But I don’t think that is likely to be happening
Anytime soon so why bother worrying
I won’t get stressed, to the grave I am not hurrying
And that’s what stress ultimately does
Leaves six foot under mud
In a box wondering if stressing was worth it
And of people’s judgement, I don’t deserve it
But I won’t let it get under my skin or ever me.
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