My Joy is made from,

All my silly, funny friends at school,

When I can finally do a skill in gymnastics after trying over and over and

When I first get in bed and its really cold on the sheets and on the pillows!

I found joy,

Trapped in a dungeon,

In the back of a mind bringing them joy and happiness and

Lounging in an ancient tree waiting fir someone to come and knock it down.

My joy can,

Fly around and see if someone needs joy or happiness,

It can bring people together and,

Can talk to you and make you laugh and feel good

If I lost my joy,

I wouldn’t feel like doing anything,

The world would be as small as an eagles single note