Poems

Just See

257

Cunning teachers

Take a bow

The seldom reached

And you know how

To pull them in and

Make them play

Look forward

To another day

Argue, why?

Tuesdays Gone

Not a country

Western song

The lesson large

Slipping time

Reasons for

Undo crime

Saudade is within everyone

As the moon still rise

And the setting sun

A chance to be heard

Without coming undone

To be loved

Just as we are all one

Being human

Much Love Much Life

Author: Joy

I am Joy I am content I am patient I am love I am free, fabulous and fit. I am all these things and so much more. I am struggle I am hopelessness I am sad I am endurance I am a warrior I am a princess I am my Father's daughter I am a survivor of loss of hurt of pain. I am encouragement I am influence I am Joy.

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