Defined as perfect
Her eyes were just so alive and bright,
instantly i knew this hug was gunuine and right.
She ran and jumped up into my arms,
I could never cause that pretty girl no harms.
She yelled and called out uncle hay!
I turned excited and said okay.
and there she was arms spread out wide,
she finnaly didnt want to hide!
I ran to her my arms out to,
I skidded on my knees like rockstars do.
She ran and jumped up right into me,
we hugged just like it was supposed to be.
This is the first and only hug we've shared,
she is so shy and oh so scared,
but that day she jumped up full of love,
she brought me peace just like a dove.
This little girl i speak of now,
I love her so and she taught me how,
to define that misterious word perfect.
But this is a different type of intelect.
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