Joy

The joy is there

…..waiting

There was a time I found it

bits and pieces at a time

a smile passing by

a violet or clover in the grass

that no one saw but me

a melody somehow oddly familiar

it had no name then.

it was He

and when we two became fast friends

He promised me— no,

He gave me

the joy

it’s easy to forget.

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About therevr

A human being, striving to become more so.

Posted on May 21, 2018, in Poetry. Bookmark the permalink. Leave a comment.

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