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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required Joy Is enthusiasm Personified, And enthusiasm is from enthuse, Which is from God, Which is important To most, not all, and this is okay. Because we do not have to get our Joy In the same way, with the same ideas, From the same books, or thoughts, We also cannot experience joy In the same way. It would be nigh onto impossible, As we do not have the same Backgrounds, or the same Experiences, and certainly Not the same families. But wait, butterflies and Dragonflies and flowers are Joyful to all of us, right? Not if you stepped on an Angry bumble bee barefoot While you were looking at them. Not if you were molested in a bedroom With them on the wall. The same rights and wrongs have Not happened to us. The same writes are not going to happen To us either, although, to be truly honest, I am quite enthusiastic when I read a Poem and six neonate ideas spring out of This poet’s ideas into my waiting, Anticipating brain! Sometimes I can Barely wait to Get to my Computer Which is why I try to read Everything I Can. Because right now, Even if it is only for A year, or only For nine months, Which we are coming Up to in a few days, Writing poetry is Currently my Latest obsession And it still brings Me joy. As soon as the joy is gone, I will disappear and no one Will know where, but here is the Why. Because I do not do things If they do not bring me Joy. Because there Would Be no Point, When I lose Enthusiasm It is over. Writing At one time Was a big deal For me, but I Lost the joy, And it was Gone for Nigh onto 40 years. Obsessive compulsive? You bet. Joyfully so.
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