~~Almost Perfect~~

~Almost Perfect…But Not Quite~

"Almost perfect... but not quite."Those were the words of Mary HumeAt her seventh birthday party,Looking 'round the ribboned room."This tablecloth is pink not white--Almost perfect... but not quite."

"Almost perfect... but not quite."Those were the words of grown-up MaryTalking about her handsome beau,The one she wasn't gonna marry."Squeezes me a bit too tight--Almost perfect... but not quite."

"Almost perfect... but not quite."Those were the words of ol' Miss HumeTeaching in the seventh grade,Grading papers in the gloomLate at night up in her room."They never cross their t's just right--Almost perfect... but not quite."

Ninety-eight the day she diedComplainin' 'bout the spotless floor.People shook their heads and sighed,"Guess that she'll like heaven more."Up went her soul on feathered wings,Out the door, up out of sight.Another voice from heaven came--"Almost perfect... but not quite."

~Shel Silverstein ~

From the book
“The Light In The Attic”

~Moral of this Poem~

Do not search for perfection …..for life is not perfect and just think about all you will miss if your always looking for perfection.. For you won’t see that sometimes the imperfect is exactly what we need.
By Kristal

P.S. What inspired this entry is while at work today and just taking in all those around me.. the stress levels.. the rushing .. how tired so many looked.. how they are letting life run them instead of them running their lives. I am just as guilty as those I watched today.. I am trying to find the place where I don't try so hard to do everything that needs done and take things one step at a time. I will get there