There's no such thing as perfect.
Where did the word come from?
The perfect husband, the perfect job,
the perfect house, the perfect marriage.
We are all human, living in a human world.
Most are nice, sincere, loving, even kind.
But perfect causes such unhappiness.
Perfect is unreal, untouchable.
Accept good, well done and wonderful.
Do your best, be your best.
There is no such thing as perfect.
Be happy, not perfect.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem