Flawless With Flaws

Sometimes Flawless Isn’t Perfect I wouldn’t want a flawless man, if such a man could be. A paragon of virtue would have little need of me. A loving man with small defects would fit my way of life, And perhaps he could be happy with a less than perfect wife. If I find one without flaws who says he has a perfect mother, Then never mind, goodbye, I’ll just keep looking for another. Striving to be flawless would soon tire me out a bit. I’d rather that we grow together and just meld into a fit. A Tiny Flaw A child hungry for some praise who hears only of his flaws, May well grow listless and decide no need to try, because. The perfect poem as poets know, has not been written yet. Be thankful to those gone before for high threshold they’ve set. If there are flaws in this small poem, I hope you catch its spirit. Despite its imperfections, it could also have some merit. It is the same with people. One might have a ways to go. If you take the time to listen, you’ll find worth. Please tell him so. For Skats contest Flaws vs' Flawless won 11th .