Flopped Selfie


Where did they go?  I think they headed south!

This poem was written during a Skype conversation with my longtime friend Marti, as I tried to describe my earlier post about my (ahem) breasts!  I started penning it and then just had to continue.  If you haven’t already, you should read the poem in the below URL first, then come back to this one!

Flopped Selfie

I did a selfie of my boobs—clad most decently.
The problem is I’m 68 and did it recently!

I only had two-dozen views—not many. Even worse,
only eleven “liked” them! Perhaps I should rehearse

the proper angle I should use, and maybe use a filter.
What’s more, I have just noticed that my right boob is off-kilter.

I’ve not the right equipment to star as fashion’s slut,
for my boobs will never measure up to Kim Kardashian’s butt!



13 thoughts on “Flopped Selfie

  1. Pingback: Keeping Abreast | lifelessons – a blog by Judy Dykstra-Brown

  2. lifelessons Post author

    Too bad we can’t share a pair! My cousin had a double mastectomy and embarrassed her son no end by going topless one hot July day when she was up on a ladder painting the front of their house. They lived out in the country with no one around but he begged her to put on a shirt when his friends came around. Incredible double standard! She said it was the one advantage to not having breasts and here her son was denying her even that!

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    1. lifelessons Post author

      Sister! I never thought I would get to this place. Always swore I’d never have “plastic” surgery–but I guess we have to be open to changing our minds or just label ourselves inflexible!



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