Early to bed early to rise
Makes a man healthy wealthy and wise
Makes a man healthy wealthy and wise
Well as we are late to bed and late to rise
I guess that's why my life is in demise
I guess that's why my life is in demise
Well I've worked it out; a change soon come
To decide and realise means I've begun
The body is no longer worthy of it's owner
The mind's just become in a rut; a groaner
The potential God intended a little off course
My destiny unfulfilled filling me with remorse
This is one of those poems I write real quick
Only 8 minutes often does the trick
They only work when the thoughts are inside
Not frequent don't worry no need to subscribe
I'm tidy I'm messy I'm fat I'm slim
I'm the lady inside but outside I'm grim
I'm the lady inside but outside I'm grim
God built the inside with love; a Princess indeed
But I let the maintenance drift in exchange for greed
Greed for sleep greed for coffee greed for more more more
Health has suffered vitality gone chore chore chore
Where there should be smiles and sunshine
All I feel is pain.
The body needs an MOT
Before I'll feel right again
The penny's dropped it can't continue
Life won't wait for me
The bus is leaving it's time to board
And it's called VITALITY
Oh Lis, I am sorry you feel so rotten, you are a lovely lady and I hope you feel better soon. x
ReplyDeleteAnother excellent poem. One day, you'll get to grips with your body in the same way. When it's time... Much love xxx
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