Susan Williams Joy Poems

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I count it joy every day I rise up and walk--
not everybody can do that
and someday I won't be able to anymore--
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I Count It Joy When I Hear
the mourning doves nestling side by side on the telephone line
calling to each other
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I breathe.
The skies are dark and troubled
But I breathe.
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Seek the joy
in the words
we use.
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I see.
I see a child smiling.
I see a child crying.
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Count it joy every day we can rise up and walk--
not everybody can do that
and someday we won't be able to anymore--
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