Progress and Perfection

It's progress, not perfection,
a watchword for our life,
improves the drawn complexion,
glow, relaxed, relief from strife.

accepting the day as it come,
an antidote for stress.
An aura of elan just hums,
trumps hairdo or new dress.

If, when it's perfect only,
will you put forth the hand,
you'll find your day quite lonely,
unattainable demands.

So, like the happy person ,
who lessens the distress,
she laughs about perfection,
as she finds she can progress.