Before I had a child, I was the perfect parent,
I knew how to raise well, my skills more than apparent.
The messy reality of parenting, made me realize at last,
It's more a trial and error, you have to dance slow- not fast.
Before I tied the knot, I was the perfect spouse,
I knew when to pull closer, and when to leave the house.
Now that we are bonded together, I see myself warts and all,
I've accepted living in the moment, happily ever after, an order tall.
Before I was born, I was the perfect child,
I knew how to please my parents, and never act wild.
The fact that I'm in this world, makes me aspire to fit in,
That I'll never be a carbon copy, is a realization that has sunk in.
Before I penned my thoughts, I was the perfect poet,
Now I'm all about rhythm and rhyme, and the message is lost.