Some Body

Some body you have there.

My growing up boy.

Learning muscles and balance.

Dancing, running and playing.

Some body you have there.

My sweet husband, Daddy man.

Big and strong, gentle and kind.

Working, playing and loving.

Some body you have there.

Imperfect Mama shape.

Round from baby, strong from life.

Carrying, holding and doing.

Some body you have there.

The one you were given.

The only one you get.

Love that body, imperfect and yours.

For Fireblossom Friday at With Real Toads. ย Copyright 2012 Shanyn Silinski

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26 Comments

  1. March 30, 2012 at 4:31 pm

    So important to love our bodies, and the bodies of those we love.

    • shanyns said,

      March 31, 2012 at 1:25 pm

      Kerry – that is so true! Thanks for stopping by and I’m glad you enjoyed the read.

  2. March 30, 2012 at 6:10 pm

    So lovely:)

  3. hedgewitch said,

    March 30, 2012 at 7:42 pm

    True words–and important ones. Our bodies need to be loved as much as our minds and inner selves, mostly by us!

    • shanyns said,

      March 31, 2012 at 1:26 pm

      You got that right, we need to be the ones that love us best! Wise words. Thank you for them and I’m glad you enjoyed the poem. Great to see you here!

  4. March 31, 2012 at 12:27 am

    Beautiful! You remind me how much I’d like to have a family of my own. You’ve also reminded of this poem I want to share. Hope you enjoy it in case you still don’t know it. xoxo

    Ode
    by Elizabeth Alexander

    I love all the mom bodies at this beach,
    the tummies, the one-piece bathing suits,
    the bosoms that slope, the wide nice bottoms,
    thigh flesh shirred as gentle wind shirrs a pond.

    So many sensible haircuts and ponytails!
    These bodies show they have grown babies, then
    nourished them, woken to their cries, fretted
    at their fevers. Biceps have lifted and toted

    the babies now printed on their mothers.
    “If you lined up a hundred vaginas,
    I could tell you which ones have borne children,”
    the midwife says. In the secret place or

    In sunlight at the beach, our bodies say
    This is who we are, no, This is what
    we have done and continue to do.
    We labor in love. We do it. We mother.

    • shanyns said,

      March 31, 2012 at 1:16 pm

      Kenia – Thank you so much for stopping by and for your thoughtful comment. I do really appreciate that you shared that cool poem here! So great that you stopped by.

  5. Mary said,

    March 31, 2012 at 12:46 am

    It is so important for children to learn to love themselves~

    • shanyns said,

      March 31, 2012 at 1:17 pm

      Mary – it is for them, you are so right. Important for us too! Thanks for coming by.

  6. Shawna said,

    March 31, 2012 at 1:06 am

    “The only one you get. Love that body, imperfect and yours” … Great advice. We all need this reminder, and frequently.

    • shanyns said,

      March 31, 2012 at 1:27 pm

      Shawna – and somedays I need almost constant reminding! ๐Ÿ™‚ So glad you enjoyed the read and so good to see you here.

  7. Mama Zen said,

    March 31, 2012 at 1:57 am

    This is so true!

    • shanyns said,

      March 31, 2012 at 1:28 pm

      ๐Ÿ™‚ Ain’t it though? Thanks for coming by! Lovely to see you!

  8. March 31, 2012 at 12:39 pm

    iLike! ๐Ÿ™‚ Such a fun poem, and the repetition of somebody is quite effective! ๐Ÿ™‚

    • shanyns said,

      March 31, 2012 at 1:20 pm

      Thanks! great to see you here…glad you enjoyed the read.

  9. Marian said,

    March 31, 2012 at 12:51 pm

    so sweet and sentimental. *sniff*
    i just figured out recently that my imperfect mama body needs attention, now that my kids are bigger (like yours, looks like) because i’m not picking them up and carrying them around anymore. time to lift some weights! sigh.

    • shanyns said,

      March 31, 2012 at 1:23 pm

      Marian – thanks ๐Ÿ™‚ And you are right our Mama bodies need special attention. Spring is here so I’m going to work on it…how about you? So great that you stopped by and I’m so pleased you enjoyed your read.

      • Marian said,

        March 31, 2012 at 1:34 pm

        yes! i have to… have to not get off-track. not as easy as it seems ๐Ÿ™‚

      • shanyns said,

        April 1, 2012 at 4:41 pm

        It is never easy…that is so true!

  10. coalblack said,

    April 1, 2012 at 12:58 am

    got to love it. sings: ack-cept yo-self…

    Thanks for being part of my prompt!

    coal (fireblossom)

    • shanyns said,

      April 1, 2012 at 5:34 pm

      Thanks for singing, and for the great prompt! What fun.

  11. Herotomost said,

    April 1, 2012 at 3:43 pm

    The messages of the day…really, how precious are the bodies we love, and we love without judgement, but when it comes to our own…..we don’t see the beauty only the imperfection. I like the view through your looking glass.

    • shanyns said,

      April 1, 2012 at 4:43 pm

      Thanks for the thoughtful comment, it is hardest to love our selves, isn’t it? And yet our bodies are so worthy of our love! Great to see you here. Thanks for stopping by.

  12. Margaret said,

    April 2, 2012 at 4:00 am

    …beautiful… I so know what this poem means. I don’t like what I see in the mirror… but I adore and love what my body has birthed. Elizabeth’s Alexnader’s poem and yours are a gift. ๐Ÿ™‚

    • shanyns said,

      April 2, 2012 at 11:34 am

      Margaret – thank you so much! So pleased you stopped by, thanks for the thoughtful comment too!


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