The Day Is Perfect

The day is perfect, tall and pure;
I gaze across the river,
And wallow in my promises
Unsure I can deliver —

I know my flaws are many,
And I don’t bear close inspection —
But that’s the sort of thoughts you have
Confronted with

Perfection

Author: Beleaguered Servant

Owen "Beleaguered" Servant (a/k/a Sibelius Russell) writes poetry mostly, with an occasional pause to have a seizure.

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