Pre-natal yoga seemed a likely choice
today: attending warmly to my girth.
I tried to cradle belly and rejoice
although I’m over 70 on earth,
and 40 years beyond the younger’s birth.
Today I didn’t hate my globe of fat
that at 16 was toned, completely flat,
and unproductive actually. In truth,
I love my abdomen. I’m thinking that
I gestate wisdom now, in place of youth.

(Dizain)