Incy Wincy Steps,
I stood on the weighing scale,
The pointer moved to the right,
And my face began to pale.
I had been on a diet,
Had no soda or ice cream,
Then how did my weight go up?
To the room I wanted to scream.
Soon the tears dried up,
And my heart filled with resolve,
No matter what,
My fat I shall dissolve.
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A Speech Therapist by profession, an avid reader and mother to a teen and a tween, whose penchant for stories made her a writer. She loves to read and write fiction and poetry.
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