My joy
My joy is made of-
The sun setting on calm oceans,
The glow of the shiny moon
And the relief of waking up to the dawning sun.
I found my joy-
Running from all the negative,
With low energy,
Slowing down,
Slowly fading over time.
This joy can-
Warm ice hearts,
Put a smile on a frown,
Make your day,
Until what should not be told… is.
If I lost this joy-
Even the jolliest man would sigh,
And negativity would take over.
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