Perfect Imperfection
His chromosomes are misaligned,
He cannot call his mothers name.
He sees the beauty of his own world.
But his smile is full of love,
He dimples break your heart.
He reaches for love with confidence.
He will clap his little hands,
With a soft and radiant delight.
He lives with a quiet abandon.
He will never be the President,
Or know the daily stress of life.
Sweet purity is his greatest gift.
He is a diamond in the rough.
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