My Dream Coat Poem by Lisa Cresswell Wilkinson

Finding yourself can be a challenging sight
Never found in a day, or delivered overnight
Be true to your heart and be showered with wealth
The only opinion you need's from yourself
Those judges and critics, is their life so surreal?
Can they really define what a person does feel?
A hole they have dug, as you fall nice and deep
But the farmer's your rescue and so nurtures his sheep
Standing out in the herd as you reep what you sow
My black wooly coat now a technicoloured rainbow