When Joy Brims Over© Poem by Roann Mendriq

Have you ever walked for miles
along a dusty wayside road?
watching how a river smiles
at the meadows freshly mowed...

Did you hear the breezes speak,
of the joys that are to be;
As the birds play hide n seek,
while the boughs wave to the sea.

As the rippling grasses sway,
waltzing with the blessed breeze;
On a glorious summer's day,
Underneath the whispering trees

Then joy brims over, fills my heart
I know our time is yet to start.
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