So here is Anne S. Kaplan's poem entitled To The Girl In The Pool. How I wish that someone would have said these words to me when I was growing up.
And Anne, for the record, at 60, I am now a fat old lady. Let's hear it for the fat old ladies, and the young fat girls who will learn from them!
To The
Girl In The Pool Anne S. Kaplan
You
walk by me in the pool, an image of sadness.
As
much as you seem to be trying to be invisible...
I see
you.
Your
head down, shoulders hunched,
eyes
hidden beneath bangs,
round
body sheathed in solid black...
I ache
for you.
You
return to your family on deck
Laughing,
colorful, carefree, happy,
And
not a roundness among them.
They're
not like you.
Your
story will never be known to me,
But I
do know being surrounded by family
yet
feeling so different, so unincluded.
I know
your alone-ness.
I weep
for you.
You
and I never spoke a word
I
didn't know how to approach.
Yet
rue the comfort and hope I didn't share.
Would
you have listened to the fat old lady
who
cared for you?
You
will come to know some things I've learned:
That
being different is more than OK,
love
and beauty come in all sizes,
and
your lifejoy asks no changes
save
your own beliefs about your loveliness.
Across
space and time,
I
celebrate you.
Copyright 2013, Anne S. Kaplan
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