Exercise Becomes Me
I once knew a poet named Cecile
Call her skinny and hear her spiel
I'm petite with small bones
I have fat and rolls she groans
If I called you names how'd you feel
So she decided things had to change
Lifting weights at first felt strange
Her trainer pushed gently
Encouraged intently
Her life she happily rearranged
Now building bone density and power
Her muscles sprouting like a flower
Strength is now her friend
Workouts are now her trend
It takes discipline and willpower
No longer thin rather lean and fit
Liking the changes she does admit
Active body and mind
Healthy diet combined
This lifestyle she'll never quit
06/01/2016
*I been working out for 6 months now : )
Copyright © Cecilia Macfarlane | Year Posted 2016
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