Pat's
Story
I was a practiced puppet in my patients' plastic world
Among those buxom beauties with their coiffures carefully curled
Their limbs were lithe and lipoed, Their lips were lushly lined
But their faces fit the mirror of that fickle fate called time
My mind could see the misery see the secrets still untold
And feel their fortunes fading given up to go for gold
Time was now transcended as my youthful years went by
My eyes were more insightful had I hidden in a lie?
While among the active, ageless could comparing take its toll
And as surgery stripped their layers did it somehow steal my soul?
I had gathered pounds around me protecting me from pain?
Hidden in my scrub suit I'd pretend I looked the same
But then I found the courage to start my life anew
I sighed up for the lap-band with Dr. Marvin's crew
They
helped
me lose
some 80
pounds
and
pointed
out the
way
To
keeping
off the
weight
I'd lost
and face
a brand
new
day...
With
love of
self
abounding
with
health
and
vigor
now
With
praise I
salute
you and
to you I
humbly
bow
You
helped
me see
the life
I'd led
and then
dared to
redefine
To
finally
start my
life
anew and
quit
making
masks
like
mine
This
process
wasn't
easy and
at times
was
awfully
hard
But I
knew the
deck had
now been
stacked
with a
STARTING
OVER
card!
- Pat
