A "Cheeky" Little Poem

A little poetry, because pregnancy makes my face round.

.... Okay, fat.

Ode to My Missing Cheekbones

Cheekbones, cheekbones, where'd you go?
You used to be right there below
My eyes, all sculpted and defined -
But now you're very hard to find.

You've been obscured by rounded cheeks:
Objects of my worst critiques.
You've gone from "Angelina Jolie"
To "Campbell's Soup Kid," it seems to me.

I never thought you'd let me down,
But a little weight gain and you skip town.
Now I look like a gumball with hair
My face is as round as my belly down there!

But I don't hate you, little traitors;
In fact, I hope to see you later.
Once I've lost these extra pounds
Perhaps you'll want to stick around.

As soon as baby comes, it's on -

Less fat, fewer carbs, and the sugar's gone.

So you'll reclaim your rightful place

Right here on my waiting face!

UNTIL THEY COME HOME AGAIN ...

MY CHEEKBONES

MISSING SINCE JUNE 2009