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My life isn’t perfect, 
Who’s is? 
Honestly now, 
Who can really say their life is perfect? 
Nobody at all, 
Not one living soul, 
Of that I am sure. 

We all have highs, 
We all have lows, 
We all have worries, 
We all have laughs, 
These are things that never last. 

I am thankful for the love I’ve found, 
The enduring love I feel in my heart, 
It is truly profound, 
The love I feel inside. 

The kisses I receive each morn, 
The little fingers that reach for more, 
The angel faces that smile at me, 
Those little voices that melt me, 
The wonderful partner who I love so dear, 
The family unit that no money can compete with, 
These are things that make me complete. 

I am thankful for everything, 
For all the days God had given me, 
Hopefully, many more ahead of me, 
I know in my soul, 
I was put here to do more. 

A smile, 
A laugh, 
A friendly chat, 
All add to my worth, 
Upon this beautiful earth.

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