Joy Poem by Juan Olivarez
Joy
To wake each day, to me is joy,
To rise from the bed on which I lay.
To wake as when I was a boy,
And praise the lord for one more day.
The joy in seeing the sun again,
And feel the breeze carress my face.
And to feel the gentle, cooling rain,
To see the morn, the night erase.
6/12/10 29 palms ca.
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