Happilly Short

Anything I ask
Is just to get better.
I want to improve
I need to do better.
So when every one else asks for a perfect
I shall ask for just slightly short.
Just one thing to fix
For there is always one.
Perfection doesn’t exist in my heart
And the only way to prove myself
Is to improve myself
One failure at a time.
So I ask not for a 100
But I just shy 98.

first published by Mi Poesía, Seth Tyler Black’s old blog-July 2007


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