The Weight

Diets come, and diets go,
But pounds they like to stay.
And after five, or ten, or more,
They've got to go away.

As much as you might like to see,
The old, less-heavy self.
It's hard, it's long, it's hungry days,
'Til you're in better health.

You think about the ease with which,
You added on the weight.
The buns, the scones, the ice cream cones,
That got you in this state.

So hunker down, this you can do,
Write down a goal and date.
Plan cabbage, fruit and broccoli,
Good foods for every plate.

If skeptics question your resolve,
Don't lose your weight-loss vibe.
Keep fast, stay strong, don't lose control,
Ignore their diatribe.

Support of friends; their helpful words,
Make this much less a chore.
Your goal you'll make, there's no mistake,
You've done it all before.

- For my family
  (who foolishly encouraged me after my first poem)