A Girl Named Joy
I.
Once upon a time there was a girl.
Her name was Joy.
She made a living from what she had.
She always behaved and conducted herself.
Joy never arrived with grand announcement.
Sometimes she appeared in smallest
Unexpected
mounts
And tiny, small moments.
Joy never asked anything
Except to be noticed.
All she wanted
Is to show a little bit of creativity,
Get rid of negativity,
And continue writing with productivity.
II.
One day, Joy decided to be wealthy.
She did it in the way that matters to her,
Very substantial, and healthy –
Rich in slow mornings,
Rich in good stories;
Rich in people who laugh
Until they cry,
Rich in pleasant afternoons spent doing
Absolutely nothing
Beneath very beautiful sky.
Joy did not cry.
Her old soul
Got a call
To be rich in thoughts
And rich in faith. –
Pretty simple, girl, right? –
Everything wonderful in life takes effort.
Joy chose to be wealthy and rich.
Tomshinsky@2026
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