A joy that’s inexplicable,
That gladly overwhelms.
Like eating a glorious meal,
Within a peaceful realm.
It’s accepting the truthful fact,
That tomorrow’s unknown.
By trusting God who never lacks,
You relax on your throne.
You see someone who clearly rose,
From the wrong side of bed.
Instead of becoming a foe,
You share a smile instead.
Joy when you see a newborn smile,
It’s magic and glory.
Joy when you see your Grandma dial,
To share her life stories.
You choose to turn the other cheek,
When someone insults you.
Instead you pray for them to seek,
A joy you know is true.
Like Jesus at the Last Supper,
He knew His time was near.
Despite this His joy was proper,
He gave thanks, ate with cheer.
Though we do have our ups and downs,
I challenge you today.
Choose to have joy, put on your crowns,
You’re vital like sun rays.
By Elicia Fyle
Prime Poetry Place 