I am the cracked spine of a book.
I am a jumper beginning to unravel.
I am a cross eyed stuffed animal.
I am a bed not quite perfectly made.
I am a conversation that has awkward pauses.
I am a strained meeting of two strangers.
I am a picture that came out a little blurred
But that doesn't mean I'm no good.
I'm not perfect by any means,
But who is?
I am a book which has been re-read.
I am a jumper worn when you feel homesick.
I am a stuffed animal who has been loved.
I am a bed that has been slept on.
I am the conversation when two people begin to open up.
I am the beginning of a friendship
I am a picture that holds memories.
I am perfect in my eyes.
