How to lose weight when you’re 78?
Its not easy!
researching the way to lose weight each day?
its so boring!
counting your cals, resenting thin pals?
its exhausting!
walking the dog, writing a blog?
its just tiring!
avoiding the chips, reducing the hips?
its annoying!
hearing fat barbs, then cutting out carbs?
its frustrating!
joining a gym, to try to get slim?
not attending!
avoid lolly munch, then KFC lunch?
its self cancelling!
just be who I am and eat toast with jam?
its so comforting
In March we met up with the glorious jo
We got cups to breathe into and straws to blow
She checked our alignment and heard us all sing
She gave us all heart and we made the roof ring
We used finger and thumbs to get our sound right
Just sing our best voice, we’ll be great on the night
We flew up to Brisbane with a butterfly pin
And words from our Jo to strengthen within
We went to convention, this time we will win!
We cant eat, we cant sleep; let the contest begin
Its all over, we look at each other and grin
Look at the fabulous chorus we’re in
We all get together and party and sing
There is nothing grander than the chorus we’re in.
We have lost some members and gained some too
The sound everchanging as we move through
We’ve watched Nerryls expression from joy to pain
As we mess up the tuning again and again
We don’t get the rhythm and we come in too late
We miss the high notes, and the harmonies grate
We’ve been away and unwell and the chat wont abate
But overall when we ponder on Monday night meet
As we all stroll in with a smile and a greet
We dance and we sing and we breathe out and in
We laugh and we banter and position our chin
We sing the wrong note and a giggle begins
And we know
There is nothing grander than the chorus we’re in
Penny's Jottings 