Today’s #poetry She walks down the street

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I see her
In her little strappy top
And faded jogging bottoms.
She must be size twenty,
I wish I was size ten
And hate my fourteen fat.
But she glides down the street
Her carefree heart
Right there on her sleave
She is a true woman,
While I wrestle
The image octopus.
She is stunning
Inside
And
Out.