I walk down the street
with a singing heart,
so happy to have found
what was promised,
love and understanding
beyond our wildest dreams.
I walk down the street
with an aching heart,
seeing young people
shuffling along, aided by canes,
carrying massive bodies.
I know what they need,
long to tell them
but who wants a stranger
approaching, suggesting
a solution to obesity?
I walk down the street
with a heavy heart,
aware of my charge
to carry the message of hope
to other compulsive eaters.
I seek for words, for opportunities
to tell them of hope,
of love and understanding
beyond their wildest dreams.
