To Whom It Will Concern

To Whom It Will Concern

Over the years

With all its pressures

My confidence 

Dropped down to nil

I am not 

Up to your standards

I do contribute 

In other ways

I raise my children

To feel happy

In themselves

And in their world

I grow flowers

To help nature

Add some beauty

Back in our lives

I write rhymes

To entertain you

Help you think

And make you laugh

Feeling better

Scared to slip though 

To what I was

It frightens me

But to yous,

Not good enough 

But that

It's all I got

© Iris Overdijk 2025