The Nose Booger

My cat wears his tuxedo fur
with more style and flare
than any other black and white:
the lines on each side of his belly
match perfectly,
his front paws adorned equally level
with fluffy white socks,
and the distinguishing mark that runs up from his chest
comes in for a perfect landing
right between his eyes.
But what I love most about him
is what I call his
nose booger –
the tiny black dot on his left nostril,
skewing perfected colorings with
personality and spunk –
a unique imperfection that truly makes him perfect.
I wonder,
when I smile at that nose booger,
if that may be how God smiles
upon seeing me.

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