Re: Spitfires Poems
I am stiff , I am weary. my world closes in
I remember once being full of life -and thin
when did it happen-my body ending up this way
the moment when it gave up was long before today.
still, every day that passes is a joy to be alive
even though the image is poorly from outside
inside my mind is still intact
downhearted, never, that’s a fact
Spitfire, I never considered Obesity to be a crime against the self (Your comment on cctv refers) BUt it's true.