Good Enough

I’m imperfect, impulsive often a wee bit too loud,
My mood swoops in and out like a scattered cloud,
But my resolve is light & airy, my presence as real and soft as silk,
Nurturing like the goat, not your first pick but still, I give milk.
I’m no one’s best friend, but I am a friend for a haul that is long
I’ll will anchor you when you’re adrift, in any wind, I will be strong

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