Endless Joy

sitting here reflecting back everybody who truly loved me still alive your arms wrap around me like a dreamcicle creamsicle we look at the lights illuminating the mountainside early on, i thought my leg was being pulled like a joke or a ploy later on, i realized that i am in the midst of an endless joy sitting here with visions of my Mother scrabblin' my Grandmother's smile and Granddaddy's pipe Big Boy's beard and and a table full of southern cooking a bit pudgy with all the energy of a growing boy i was not even thinking about anything close to the vibe of an endless joy sitting here thinking of sibling rivalries with Sis so intense and serious we were over absolutely nothing oh how i miss her baked goodies and her awfully constipated excitement though at times each others spirits we would somewhat destroy, we found common ground and the Central Theme in the realms of an endless joy sitting here kissing the lips of a Miracle Queen the anticipation in her eyes equally matches my own as we pack the last of the stuff, we smile at each other victoriously and with admiration we bow our heads to thank the Lord Jesus for all that we doth employ for it is He that we Truly Celebrate, the Creator of all Endless Joy