PERFECT

Perfect



Sometimes we sit to think what are we doing with our   life,

Are we mere specks in the galaxy, and it doesn't matter anyway,

Even if that were the case I know that my life is PERFECT.

I'm not being cocky, or full of myself just have to say.



My morning is brightened by the sun that  illuminates the outline

Of the most amazing woman that I have ever met.

Laying there so peaceful and so beautiful PERFECT.

My heart flutters and just the sight, I haven't even gotten out of bed yet.



As I walk towards the closet for the clothes I need to wear for work,

I sweet coo comes from the pack and play quite peacefully,

Amazing how small, sweet and beautiful he is, PERFECT.

Trying to cherish every moment that I can, happily,



Trains, Dinosaurs, Sit n spins, guitars, legos, toy mines are everywhere,

I am reminded of my big boy who is so funny and smart,

Full of life, energy and excitement, He is PERFECT.

I dread that I even have to go to work, that we'll have to part.



Once I lock the door behind me, the wind hits my face,

Keys jingling in my hand as I walk to the car,

I think about my family and how we may not be PERFECT,

But I love Them so much, they are Perfect to me near or far.



By Tommy aka Daddy

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