Imperfection

When you choose your friends

You didn’t pick the perfect

You looked out for the misfits

You saw the brokenness

Yet you still believed

In their total imperfection

You knew through the tears

That they would see the joy

And be a blessing to those around

You knew that in the brokenness

They could see far beyond

The thing that clouds their vision

You knew that in their imperfection

Beauty shone out through them

To bring joy to those around them

Jo Anne Kennedy

December 2018