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Amy Darnbrook


Joy


I live in the yellow warmth of the sun
I feed off hope and love and peace
Many people are surrounded by sadness
And anger, they are hard to reach
My holiday home is Christmas presents
I'm in the first spring flower
And chocolate and sweets
My favourite place is a child's smile
I'm a dog with a bone
A rainbow
A baby's first laugh
I am wedding bells
I fill up the holes in cheese
I bring moonlight to dark corners
I am your friends' hugs
I am your golden memories
I am that warm, fuzzy feeling
I am Joy.

Submitted: Thursday, November 19, 2009
Edited: Friday, November 20, 2009

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