HAPPINESS versus JOY CONTINUUM
Happiness is a fleeting emotion
easy come easy go
because it comes from
external sources
a favorite ... song,
or from
buying a new car, or designer shoes
then faster than a speeding bullet
your happiness … you lose
Happiness-- is external and transitory,
easily … evaporates
Joy— is internal, and alive
comes through a selfless spirit
Is an eternal source … of peace
Yes
Joy is an internal blessing
doesn’t leave undertrials
worthy of Godly … praise
leads to … everlasting life
The secret of joy is in the spelling- JOY
J—Jehovah- father, son Jesus comes first in your life
O—Others put before yourself
Y—You put … last
yes
I chose … Joy!
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John 17:3 this means everlasting life
taking in knowledge
of you (Jehovah)
and the one you sent
Jesus Christ
One look in your eyes
Though I'm weaker than a locomotive
I can't tell a lie
Now that you've become my very life
Enough is enough
No more disguise
I'm yours
Baby you're mine
I'm your wheelchair man
For you I will fight
I'll save your life
I'm your wheelchair man
All day all night
I'm real
Son of the wheel
All my secrets you can always tell
Specially about love
For you I can't deny
And by the way I can ride
I can't pick up lead
I'm not faster than a speeding bullet
You are all I'll ever
Need in this
Lonely daily planet
I'm yours
Baby your mine
I'm your wheelchair man
For you I will fight
I'll save your life
All day all night
Superman is--
'faster than a speeding bullet'
'more powerful than a locomotive'
'able to leap tall buildings at a single bound'
~ How about updating these a bit?
Super/man
It seems, like everybody needs a hero
and I'm sure, you're no different than the rest
You've found the world is full of countless zeros
Especially when put up to the test
Now, I'm not faster than a speeding bullet
Or can I leap a building with a bound
But, when every bodies gone and has left you
I'll be the one you'll still see around
Sure, I don't look good in fancy spandex
with a big ol' colored emblem on my chest
But when you're feeling down, no need to make a sound
I will lift you up above all the rest
Yes, it's true I don't have X-ray vision
and my other parts are pretty common too
But find it in your heart, to let me fill the part
and give my Super Loving all to you
Souper Man
Leaping big tall buildings
no matter day or night.
Faster than a speeding bullet
within the poems I write.
Fighting crime that goes unseen
unhappiness beware!
When you least expect me,
I'm already there!
Bringing healing in the wind
is how it all got started.
Helping those with tear filled eyes,
mending the brokenhearted.
No! I'm not the only one.
But I'm doing all I can.
You'll know me when you see me.
I am Souper Man!
Armed with pen and paper
though I prefer to type.
I'm much too busy writing
I can't take time to Skype.
Somewhere there's a lonely soul
who's hope is almost shattered.
I've got to write a line or two
to say that their dreams mattered.
I don't have a cape to wear,
or a mask in the midnight hour.
I'm sitting here with blue jeans on
showing off my souper power!
I am he and he is me
when things don't go like you plan.
Don't let your heart be troubled
Call me. I'm Souper man!
Edwin C Hofert
Who do you think you are?
Are you Superman?
Faster than a speeding bullet
Can’t think of anything
That can slow you down
Not willing to let others in
From the pain you have had before
Talk too few
Hide from most
Who do you think you are?
A shadow in the night
Easily looked over
Not wanting to shed
Even a single tear
Having a wall built up
Wanting someone to tear it down
But not saying how
Who do you think you are?
Are you superman?
Because if so
I'm your kryptonite
I'll be there for you
Let me in
Someone who loves you
When the pain comes back again
To hold you when you cry
Tear down your wall
So baby you know ill be there
To catch you when you fall
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