Pure Joy
What can be more pure joy,
than two four year-olds,
rrrracing their tricycles,
laughing unconditionally,
with the winds ricocheting
off their innocuous images.
What can be more utter bliss,
than sharing a meal with your
entire nuclear family,
listening to the playful banter
of generations,
tasting the spirit of recognizable
character and value.
What can be more rewarding,
than to see an individual affected
by your positive influence,
seeing them prolong the extension
of yourself,
with your intentions remaining unaware.
What can express happiness more,
than a piece of cheesecake,
a decadent display of desire,
and being able to share it with
someone you love,
even if they take more than half of it.
(11/16/92)
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