In Search of the Vanishing Joy
As children we find joy in so many different places
Discovering life in a mother's smile and puppy dog's faces
As we move into middle childhood the joys know no end
School being out for the summer, spending time with a friend
As a teen our joy's take on a brand new life
First love blossoms and we find joy in rolling the dice
As we mature and begin the transition to making our own way
Joy can be found in TGIF and our very first payday
In middle life we seek joy from a mate of our choice
Watching our children grow into adults and finding their voice
As old age approaches we find joy more difficult to hang on to
We still get together with old friends now and then, but not like we used to
Children and Grandchildren are super busy and only call now and then
We look for joy in new places through hobbies or in words from our pen
We write about life and other things, hoping our opinion can lead to change
But joy soon fades as our words seem to be lost and our efforts burst into flames
So as the year’s role by and joy becomes ever more elusive and difficult to find
We start each day with new hope, never regretting the life left behind
Our search for joy is now focused on being the very best we can be
Finding joy in helping others, our life's partner, be it he or be it she.
Copyright © Charles Gragg | Year Posted 2017
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