Good, Bad, Special

My family thinks I am good-
as matriarch- it's understood
     I keep us all tight-
     with love, we unite-
keep bonds fortified as we should.

However, at times I am bad-
for when I feel down- to be glad-
     I need my own space
     seclusion embrace
to work out whatever is sad.

My special- a pastime, so fine-
I try to write poems that shine
     so readers can see
     the thoughts that make me
a builder of words that define.


February 29, 2020
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Agustin Avatar
March 14, 2020 at 6:42 AM
Wow! Congrats! I'm delighted to learn more about you through this revelation of yours written poetically in your awesome style. God bless you.
Roper Avatar
March 13, 2020 at 9:58 PM
Sandra, congratulations on your win. Thank you for entering my contest. Hugs Eve
Ashley Avatar
February 29, 2020 at 9:57 PM
I love your limerick, Sandra, and the title fits your awesome poem perfectly. Your artistry always shines, my friend. Warmest wishes.. ~Susan
Smith Avatar
February 29, 2020 at 5:03 PM
It's good to see the form used for something other than just humor, well done Sandra...
Allison Avatar
February 29, 2020 at 1:43 PM
What a super poem for the contest Sandra its quite a challenge to write down your good and bad points and say what makes you special. Not only are you and outstanding poet and artist but a lovely supportive friend to many on the site:-) hugs Jan xx
Sands Avatar
February 29, 2020 at 1:37 PM
Well expressed Sandra. I understand the taking space. I like the ending of this poem too :)
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