What Do I Have To Offer?

Do you ever feel like you were underestimated, or worse, dismissed, because of your strength and resilience? This poem speaks to the experience of a woman who has been silenced, hurt, and minimized by those who failed to see her true worth. But through it all, she rises. Have you ever had to stitch together your own strength, learning to love and rise on your own terms?

I did not have to wait for silver threads
To lace my hair,
Before boys echoed,
"What do you have to offer?"
"Why should I care?"

These men, they mourn and rage,
Clench fists at fate,
They curse the hands that failed to save,
When the “man of the house” grew frail,
Yet in my youth, my pulse, my fire,
They cut, they chipped, they tried to tame,
And when I bled, they turned away,
Left a heart too young to bear the shame.

But I have learned to hold my own,
To stitch the wounds they left behind,
To find the beauty in the scars
And keep my spirit kind.

What do I have to offer?
More than they’ll ever know,
The strength to love, the will to rise,
A quiet power, a steady glow.

When the world turns its back on you, or when people question your worth, how do you respond? This poem reminds us that true power comes not from external validation but from the quiet strength we cultivate within. What do you have to offer, and are you ready to show the world?

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