Joys - Poem by RIC S. BASTASA

as the heavens are sucking light
as the moon still hangs glistening over the river
happiness comes slowly
on tired feet

such is her gaiety for a moment
fame and money, ambition and sickness, even lust,
do not mingle into this

happiness and joys
unexpectedly they arrive
and they go hand in hand beyond
exactly, any dawn discussion
goes beyond what we

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, December 24, 2009

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