I have this one joy,
that takes me over the moon,
With every sunrise,
It blossoms like a bird of paradise.
My joy is like a flower,
Even if I fell into a pit deep,
Full of sorrow and guilt
My joy would never wilt
Instead,
Like a giant broomstick
It would sweep away my sorrow
Making way for a better tomorrow.
My one joy is Christ,
Those who touch my heart,
My family and friends.
You are my One Joy.
©Titto Mutny
Tuesday, 2 April 2019
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