No one's perfect,that's what they say,
And you've probably had a not-so-perfect day.
Well I'm not perfection,that's for sure.
I've had my bad days, those days with no cure.
There won't always be a second chance.
Sometimes your first is your final dance.
But if you are lucky and if God does so choose,
you'll be sent a message, go grab it... or lose.
My message came, in two bundles of joy.
That bundle just happened to be my baby boys.
I got my life together, and I got my "stuff" straight.
To have that little angel, Must have been fate.
Now I'm the person, I always knew I could be.
A Mommy to my angels, is all I ever wanted for me.