No one’s perfect,that’s what they say,
And you’ve probably had a not-so-perfect day.

Well I’m not perfection,that’s for sure.
I’ve had my bad days, those days with no cure.


There won’t always be a second chance.
Sometimes your first is your final dance.
But if you are lucky and if God does so choose,
you’ll be sent a message, go grab it… or lose.


My message came, in a bundle of joy.
That bundle just happened to be my baby boy.


I got my life together, and I got my “stuff” straight.
To have that little angel, Must have been fate.
Now I’m the person, I always knew I could be.
A Mommy of my angel, is all I ever wanted for me.

(c) 1998 Cynthia All Rights Reserved

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