I'M Not An Expert
I'm not an expert at anything, but an optimist at many.
A carpenter I am not, but I can still bang a nail.
My artist's hands are not skilled
but my paint still flows to the palette and my brush still strokes a canvas.
Parenthood will forever confuse and astound me,
but I never give up and never give in.
My typing skills are lacking but I continue to write,
a pencil and paper will do me just fine.
I may not be famous or gorgeous or genius
but I have my wits and they’ll do me just fine.
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