Grace Daub Poet Free verse

Who Am I

Who Am I?

I was born the eldest of seven children
I had to fight to be heard and to be loved.
There was very little money for extravagant things.
This gave me the fight and power, that I would someday need.
I am a wife, a mother, a daughter, a grandmother
A poet, artist, photographer, garden tender
Doggy momma, beach Lovin, long haired hippy type
Child of the 60’s
A triumphant victor of abuse
I have many flaws that have been polished
With a cloth that purifies 
from the One
Who purchased me with a great price,
A God who loved 
me in my mother’s womb.
I am redeemed
Well loved and heard,
never alone…
Filled with peace even when storms rage all around me,
And they do… inevitably.
I have clawed away the thought that I am never good enough.
I know that I am!
Perfectionism thrown into the sea!
I have lived and been loved,
I have sinned and been sinned upon,
I speak my truth in a simple way.
I am a good friend!
I stand up when wrongs have been committed.
I fight for injustice.
I spend my life giving away the best that I have
Sometimes not leaving enough for me
I try to forgive the great wrongs of the broken
I use these simple words to tell you
I know who I am
Its as simple as that!
I am a lover of beaches and flowers and sunsets
And beautiful poetry and canvases of colour
Always seeking out the next beauty that is often hidden
I am a broken-hearted mother for those that are lost
In addictions
I am a sister and a menopaused woman.
I love the colour red above all other colours.
I see the glass half full most days
I have been to the depths of despair but have risen like a Phoenix.
I am neither rich, nor am I poor, but have become content with what I have.
This is a glimpse of who I am!
Grace Daub              January 11, 2022
Written for the “Who am I Contest” sponsored by the Unseeking Seeker

Won 4th prize

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John Watt May 16, 2022 at 3:36 PM Grace, I do appreciate transparency and yours shines. I too am a beach loving child of the 60's, who has struggled with perfectionism but has learned to be content and value beauty. Mostly, I resonate with, "the One Who purchased me with a great price, A God who loved me in my mother’s womb. I am redeemed". Amen. It's really nice to have met you here at Poetry Soup ~ John Grace Daub June 17, 2022 at 4:50 PM We hippies must stick together! Perfectionism certainly does throw a wrench into life. You can never be good enough, however, it makes you strive for excellence. You just have to keep it in balance. Thanks for the kind words!

Grace Daub January 15, 2022 at 1:40 PM thanks for the great honour! Much appreciated! Grace

Unseeking Seeker January 14, 2022 at 7:40 PM “Risen like the Phoenix” ~ indeed, with Gods grace. Congrats on your win, Grace!

Marshall Iftekhar Ahmed January 12, 2022 at 3:33 AM Its as simple as that! - and that was quite enough to define you as good human being! to answer who am I! "depths of despair but have risen like a Phoenix." this is the ultimate human strength! Beautifully flowed, the words and the sentences, just like you were saying these me, and i am hearing intently with a warm heart. Thanks - Marshall Grace Daub January 15, 2022 at 1:41 PM Thanks for your beautiful words Marshall!