My Joy is made of – 

Endless hours playing with the cats, 

The joy of chatting with my family and friends,

The dark sorrowful clouds finally disappearing the glistening sun emerging,

The joy of finally seeing Biscuit and  Bilal.

I Found Joy-

Caged by sorrowful thoughts,

Hiding away in the depths of my nightmare,

Sitting with the cats lounging on the sofa,

Dancing on the hill picking dandelions happily. 

My Joy can- 

Wipe away the tears of a weeping child,

Bring life to even the deadest flowers,

Bring joy even too the most broken souls,

Break apart hearts of stone.

If I lost my joy-

All the gorgeous summer flowers would die out along with the rest of the earth ,slowly disappearing and crumbling away…