Joy

by Devon Lawrence   Nov 25, 2004


The joy I felt,
is the best of all.
To find your passion,
awaiting the call.

The joy of love,
the joy of life.
To have a husband,
or a wife.

Real joy comes from the heart,
to love the things you’ve got.
And if you’re unable love,
have joy, you cannot.

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