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bodily thanks Your heart thanks you for using the stairs, A chance that you should seize, To let it pump and work a bit, Preventing heart disease. Your lungs thank you for not smoking, Avoiding bad aromas, And keeping clean the bronchioles, Avoiding carcinomas. Your liver thanks you for moderation, To take alcohol in small doses. Too much will poison and pollute Causing damage and cirrhosis. Your weight thanks you for good foods, Balanced and low fat, To keep the waistline in control And your tummy flat. Your muscles thank you for exercise Taken every day To keep you strong and supple through So you can run and play. Your mind thanks you for meditation Allowing free expression And not be tied to dull routine That leads to deep depression. We create our own good health By doing what we should. Respect yourself and take self care So you’ll stay feeling good |
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the doctor’s thoughts ..... Our bodies do need to be looked after. I have fallen into some bad habits at times in my life. I smoked cigarettes from about 15 years of age but managed to stop when I was 25. When under pressure I use to drinking too much alcohol which numbed the discomfort of denial. I have a terrible sweet tooth that can lead to binges of chocolate. Exercise has often been lacking and my diet can go off the rails especially when travelling when the fast convenient or rich restaurant foods dominate. I wrote this poem to remind myself what is important so that I would revert to a regular and robust lifestyle. When I waver I stick it on the fridge door to act as my conscience. | ||