Sheer Joy
What sheer joy, it was to me;
to be bounced upon your knee;
to be lifted into the sky;
my arms outstretched as if to fly.
‘Pon shoulders high to view the sea;
within your gaze to climb a tree,
to feel my fingers all entwine;
within your grasp, my life line.
To see my world within your eyes;
to know you listened for my sighs.
How can any one man’s love compare;
to the fondness that I found there?
How can any single lover vie?
Or even dare a single try?
to place me firmly on HIS knee;
to lift me high so I can see?
Or perhaps to simply ask?
If this was not to be MY task?
to plumb the dark depth within;
to light my OWN spark and begin.
Will I admit and ever find?
what I’ve sought in another’s mind?
Can I stop looking full of sighs?
for my life in a man’s dark eyes?
What sheer joy, I’m sure it will be;
when I have learned and I can see;
that all I really need to know;
I’ll find within if I just go.
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