Joy Spill

The world is turning
Turning,
I'm spinning
Spinning,
Playing a record
You're dancing
Dancing,
You make me feel alive
So alive,
I've got a thousand words
No one picture could suffice,
To describe to you
The fields flowering within me
From the depths of my heart,
I'm watching you twirling,
Twirling,
The summer is closing
But the memories will last
Until the next,
No longer empty inside
You fill me to overflowing
Flowing,
Letting my joy spill
This milk I won't cry over,
I'll have a cookie;
Or two...
Copyright © | Year Posted 2012

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