I find
breaking habits is a terrible curse,
Giving up
what you like most, is there anything worse?
Smoking is
one I had a long time ago,
My kids
begged me to stop, they wouldn't let go.
That one I
conquered, but then, I found there were more.
Getting up
in the morning is hard, a habit for sure,
I still
fight the urge to sleep in, but there's things to be done.
Not eating
those many good snacks, a habit I never have won.
The smell of
good food will always do me in,
But I think
to myself, I'm naturally fat, I'll never get thin.
But then I
believe the state has a plan of it's own,
The price of
food nearly makes you leave it alone.
Then to make
it a bit worse, they raise the price of gas,
So you can't
go shopping, no food, lost weight, alas!
Will we ever
win over bad habits? They have been fought for so long,
But I guess
a habit's a habit and I'm not very strong.
Yet I'll
keep on a fighting till death do us part,
But wait, if
one habit goes will another one start?
But the
battle goes on between habits and me,
There's
sleep and food and the glad shopping sprees,
To many to
count and so tricky you see!
But when I
beat the habits and win the battle of the bulge,
Lord help me
to never, ever again, over indulge!
Will we ever
say good bye to those troublesome Habits?
Mae Elms
