Perfect

For something to be perfect 

Patience surely is required,

Especially for projects

You would like to be admired.

A recipe you’ve never tried,

A quilt that you are sewing,

Some pictures to be framed,

A garden that’s in need of mowing.

A painting you are working on, 

A home repair or cleaning -

You’re either patient or you’re not;

There is no in-betweening.

I am not a patient person;

Slap-dash is my stock in trade.

Behind each hanging on my walls,

Just count the holes I’ve made.

My quilting stitches don’t line up

Yet still, I do feel proud

When a project is completed;

Imperfection is allowed.

With my poems I’m much more patient

As I work on every line.

I would never call them perfect,

But most definitely mine.