It is a joy to sit in a cluttered basement in the morning.
It is a joy to wait at the dentist's office.
It is a joy to drive to the post office, and not have an accident.
It is a joy to go to the bathroom.
It is a joy to type.
It is a joy to listen.
It is a joy to see.
I am seeing.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem