Gravity

Gravity has become my enemy.

As I grow older

I realize

That everything grows larger

Including my size.



My hips have widen

From giving birth.

My chest has grown too

Especially in girth.



My chin has doubled

And my eyes are now four.

I am surprised

My butt can fit out the door.



I look in the mirror

And sometimes I cringe.

What I wouldn’t give

To see myself thin.



Gray now shimmers

Where only brown once dwelled.

My feet have grown too

Because they’ve swelled.



My boobs have sagged

To my stomach they fall.

Gravity hasn’t been nice,

Not nice at all.