LITTLE MISS PERFECT

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             Everything she does is always right.

             It does'nt matter if it's day or night.

             Everything she does try.

             She never has to cry.

            She does't know rejection.

      She does't know imperfection.

        She does'nt know second place.

      She's always the best.

      

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No one is perfect my friend. This could be written of a sibling. My daughter always used to call her brother "The Good Son" when they were growing up. How I made her feel that way is a mystery to myself and yet the feelings were hers.

Blessings,
Lesa