Mornin. Sippy the coffee. aaaaah.. I think it time to take on of my thrift shop pics and make it a poem.
FINDING JOY
I found Joy the other day
There is was shelved and waiting
Sparkly green and slightly used
Right next to Christmas
Right next to a wrapped rodeo
Right next to a loofa sponge
Ready to clean me all up
and give the gift of Joy before
the holiday.
Can’t pretend I didn’t wonder
about the Joy already used
If there was enough left of it
If it was the kind of Joy I wanted
If it mattered who gave it away
Had passed it along forsaken
Or selflessly in a generous moment
With that wafting scent of Balsam
slipping up my nose inviting me
to take as much of the Joy as I wanted
In a swift moment of inhale
Feeling the Joy rush in and take me
Up a notch of pleasure and giggle
Joy shuddered through all me
I left it on the shelf with holiday cheer
and the prance of those waiting ponies
Sure that someone else might thrift along
This back aisle of trinkets and notions
Looking for a little Joy to fill them up
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