by Lisa Willard / Lisa Willard Copyright 2006

A big name for such a tiny little thing. Joy should of been your name. Joy in the morning and Joy through the day. Joy with every little smile and glance. Joy in the eyes so brown. Joy that no longer fills my heart. Joy where can you be found. Joy is missed every second of the day. Joy is in the wind and in my dreams. Joy looked at me lovingly and every so softly. Joy is the sky. Joy was my heart. Joy how can I go on. Joy, Joy, Joy!!!!!! Joy when I see you again, we will be together forever.


Lisa Willard