I am, the perfectly imperfect, All the roles I play, Can't I ever slay I'm not the best daughter, I'm not the perfect mother, And I'm absolutely an imperfect teacher. I do feel guilty, I do get lost I miss out on precious moments, I do find myself in many a spot. Nonetheless I'll keep trying, Instead of lamenting and crying. Probably I'll be able to sort out, Yet perfect I'm NOT!
Whilst the world is hustling & bustling with activity, It's enhancing its beauty with colours pretty! It's entry is magnificent, it's exit is elegant, It's duration around us are both poignant & resplendent. How beautiful is the silence of nature, 'Coz... it's promising us always, a surprising & pleasant future!