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Joy by James Norman Schnieder

 

Life can be a fast food shake,

   or Columbian decaf.

It can be time at the tube,

   or dreaming with your better half.

 

Life can be a long way from,

   or almost to.

It can be stuck on a lower rung;

   it all depends on you.

 

With your glass half empty,

   and the best in the past,

   you might drink more slowly

   to make it last.

 

Your future then would be looking back,

   at what was and not to be;

   too bad tomorrow not to see;

   with its promise a misty black.

 

If your glass half full you see,

   you might swig it down with glee,

   knowing another may be found,

   yes, all over town.

 

Money can be replaced, but what of time?

Another is found after losing a dime.

An hour squandered,

   is gone un-pondered.

A day should ring as a well-tuned chime;

   reverberating in your mind.

 

The lesson we must learn:

  Life is to be played hard like a toy;

  lest at the end our heart does yearn,

   "It has passed, here am I,

   but where is the joy?"

               ~<O>~

Copyright (c) 2003 by James Norman Schnieder   All rights reserved.

 

 

 


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