Poetry

Where’s the perfect child in this world?

Where’s the perfect child in this world?
Every mother has him or her
Why waste time wondering
whether someone else is better
Enjoy their babbles, the mess on the floor
silly games and scribbles on the walls
Answer their whys and
Let them play with numerous falls
These will forever be unique
As they create their own
For you to remember
When they have grown
Support them fully and
Love them for what they are
A garden, wherever you see
Is never made by a single flower

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