Short or tall, fat or thin
Do you like the clothes you’re in?
Winter can disguise your shape
Heavy fabric, coats draped
Summer does not appeal
Every nuance is revealed
In the fitting rooms to change
Hoping you can rearrange
A bulge here or wrinkle there
But does anyone really care?
Do your thing, all is well
Especially when temps begin to swell.
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The Bag Lady 
I had to laugh as my thoughts are similar most days, “the old grey mare”☺️
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This sack of skin. This walking curse
That clothing makes look somehow worse
It limps around. It shuns the light
It keeps the truth withheld from sight
It breaks the mirror, looks away
Within your view it cannot stay
For what is clothing, but a mask?
That hides the question you can’t ask
And makes of which you cannot see
A poorly hidden mystery
A camouflage from foot to neck
To decorate this hulking wreck
Aching back and shaking knees
Life. That inescapable disease
A place where lovers used to dance
No longer worth a second glance
No more tempting to your taste
Where once you lay, now laid to waste
The moles, the holes, the battle scars
From nights it stayed and played in bars
To laugh and love. To lie. Pretend
That this day would never end
So now this sack, these shaking knees
Are carrying the memories
There is no mask, no cape, no clothes
With which I’d ever cover those.
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Especially with the time now to reminisce.
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Well written, Cheryl. The best thing is to choose something that we’ll be comfortable with
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