So, what exact size do you want to be?

So, what exact size do you want to be?
Who is it, that it is so important to look like?
For me I want to be a size 1 and 6 inches taller and look like that Westminster poodle…
But I have to lay off those crullers, they settle right in my hips!

Why are we so concerned with how we look?
I think it is all society’s fault…
It appears to be its criteria for membership…
My opinion, we are applying to the wrong club!

Looks have somehow become a prerequisite for greatness…
But aren’t we great just the way we are?
Consider the moonlight shining on an old tree stump…
Beautiful inside and out.

Let’s step away from all these giants and werewolves and ghouls…
Force ourselves into calm…
Consider for a moment the word “magnificent…”
Then accept that is exactly what we are!

Now that we got that out of the way…

It is time to go for a skip on top of the clouds…
Hold hands and watch the afternoon light soften…
Look at the trees with all their fairy blooms…
And consider, real beauty doesn’t have to try hard at all.

I love you,

Annie