The times when I’d fall down,
Shattered feelings scattered round,
Problems lay unsolved in a life that’s yet evolved.
Then I’d think back to that sweet first kiss.
Valentines, simple lines, compassionate bliss.
When I had Joy, wonderful Joy, glorious Joy.
Paths untaken, loves forsaken,
Healing once the heart awakens.
Turn the page and we’re seen
A poem at the site of the homecoming queen.
Memories flood of a life once lived.
Past addressed and forgived.
And there was Joy, wonderful Joy, glorious Joy.
Time has a way, it seems,
Of second chances at our dreams.
Hope, prepare the heart to share
A place in time and anywhere.
Lost and found, a pearl goes ‘round,
Fireworks eyes without a sound.
Telegraph line, a glass of wine,
Words entwine a friend of mine.
Careful words and words of care,
Believe in miracles if you dare.
And I have Joy, wonderful Joy, glorious Joy.
Stephen’s Reason 2010