Talk To The Girl Inside

You have to talk to that girl inside.
She’s pushing against your skin,
sliding down pity party words,
begging you to rewind the clock.

When she stares through your eyes
she’s pointing out flaws,
damning gray hairs, parading
memories across your breasts.

Tell her the snap and pop in your bones
doesn't keep you from dancing,
the crow’s feet got there by laughing,
and your arms still reach to hug.

When she’s nagging about stretch marks,
point her toward daughters
you were blessed to birth from your womb.

Talk to that girl inside….
Tell her you won’t trade wisdom for vanity.
Tell her your sensible shoes know where to walk.
Tell her just because she speaks
doesn’t mean you have to listen.

Talk to that girl inside….
Tell her you don’t mind looking through old photo albums,
but you don’t plan to camp in its pages.


 ©Susie Clevenger 2017

Real Toads ~ The Tuesday Platform

Comments

kaykuala said…
When she’s nagging about stretch marks,
point her toward daughters
you were blessed to birth from your womb.

Perhaps some wives may like to get attention that they deserve.A positive response is in order from their men!

Hank
Marian said…
I feel this, Susie. And can appreciate the need for a good talking to, by the self. :)
Anonymous said…
As I approach yet another birthday and hear the pop and creak of my joints, I can appreciate this. Very nice!
Maude Lynn said…
I am crazy about the closing lines. Wow!
grapeling said…
reads like lyrics, Susie ~
brudberg said…
Oh I wont to call the boy inside sometimes too...
Anonymous said…
We men can help. Tell her she's beautiful.
Works for me. Well written message
Bekkie Sanchez said…
Yes, my self talks to me all of the time. She helps me stick to my workouts and such.
Sherry Blue Sky said…
A glorious poem, Susie. I love it.
Margaret said…
Are you talking to me? ;). Yes, I could have written this. Awesom.