A Pen-Portrait of Myself

I intend to be perfectly honest and say what I see as true.

I shall examine my personality and comment on what I view.

Looking inward I see the person I am, or think that I am, but wait!

Will others recognise me if they view this pen-portrait I paint.

I’ll start with my outer appearance, I usually am quite smart,

My style is quite sober and modest, I don’t want to look like a tart

My clothes are not chic nor outdated, nor are they frumpy or grim.

I’ve had many comments made to me: I used to be ever so slim.

My hair is a problem, it’s ever so straight and I have to spend money to try

To always look good, present myself well: if tidy, I can hold my head high.

But I cannot relax and be casual, I’ve a problem that’s nature’s decree,

I’m racked by a tension, I cannot be free of the frightening hold of PD.

As a person I think that by nature I’m intelligent, happy and bright.

I’m loving, thoughtful, respectful, and faithfully try with all might

To always be seen as a person who others regard as a friend.

I hope that these traits will continue in me until I reach my life’s end.

I can honestly say that through all of my life I’ve never been one to row,

Or quarrel or be so assertive that it’s led to bad feeling, and how

I’ve made known my feelings to others, yet always I’ve been quite content

To concede to others, let them have the last word. I’m hàppy to relent.

I usually am patient and tolerant, considerate of others’ requests,

I’m willing to see others’ viewpoints, I listen and show them respect.

I tend not to put myself forward to take up front spot on life’s stage,

I don’t need to stand on a pedestal: self knowledge is my life’s true gauge.

I suppose if I asked any who know me well they’d have an alternative view

It might put my life in perspective: perfection’s not mine to pursue,

I’d like to be thought of as one who is fair, with a positive view of life,

I’ll be happy if l can be sure that I’ve been a good daughter, friend , mother and wife.