Poem 63: Joy

You brush my hand with yours, I feel joy.
You lean to whisper in my ear, I hear joy.
You bake my favorite treat, I smell joy.
You show me a different world, I learn joy.
You give me two beautiful children, I cry with joy.
You hug me tightly goodnight, I am filled with joy.
You, my husband give me joy!
 
You let me chase away your fears, I comfort you with joy.
You let me stroke your hair when harmed, I bring you joy.
You change and grow daily, I surround you with joy.
You sleep beautiful & soundly, dreaming of joy.
You run towards me when we reunite, I smile with joy.
You my children give me joy!
 
Joy in my life has brought you all to me.
Joy in my life has made me – me.
 
 
* Sharing my poem with #ThePrompt & #Prose4T
 
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12 thoughts on “Poem 63: Joy”

  1. Oh, this is really beautiful, I love how you have described all the simple joys in life. Thank you so much for linking to #ThePrompt and sorry for taking so long to comment and share, the weekend got away from me!

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