My soul’s not fat at least in pounds,
my soul is gigantic and all around.
It’s just my body that’s gone to pot,
my souls full up as she loves a lot.
Funny when you consider your size,
that fat comes up is not a surprise.
We are so focussed on what we see,
forgetting that there’s more to me.
No room for doubt that’s for sure,
there’s an all to me I must adore.
If I only focus on one of these bits,
I won’t see the picture, it’s a trick.
So when I look in a mirror next time,
I’ll like what I see and know I am fine.
I am much more than word can say,
so I’ll carry that with me every day.
A bit of a theme here for the Daily Prompt word – Doubt