THE JOY

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THE JOY

BY: VIRGINIA CLOSE

 

The reverie of my youth is a splendid realm;

myth like — a saga in Wonderland;

with the fairies all around.

 

The euphoric twinkling as I promenade the

byway; with my mother all triumphal

as I walk — with such flare.

She is shouting with joy as I do my first few

steps; crying with tears of glee when

I continue to paddle my glare.

 

When I talk, she patiently listens to my

stuttering voice, so to tell, that is so!

Mama graciously — corrected

each phrase with the leer. One sunny day,

the laughter of my mum dominates

in the air; when she sees me

 

eating with the kitten in my room very dear.

As I feed the creature in my own

little hands; mama gladly

whispers, you are the kitten’s mummy just like me.

As I move to my path; my mother is there all

along. In my lows, she will

 

console me with such grace and poise. When I

triumph, she celebrates and regards all

my blessing from High Above.

My mother is such a star that will outdo all the

Hollywood stars.  The constellation will agree

without a doubt.

 

Mama, I adore you with all my totality.

Heart – soul – spirit; shout from the core;

I will love you — forever and

beyond.

 

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