The Moment of Joy

(Dedicated to my friend, Joy.)

 

Ukulele cords, rainbow connections and pure imaginations,

2 a.m. dance parties; sleep doesn't exist at this moment.

As laughter erupts, a broken record I don't want to fix;

somehow I was gifted with this fleeting instant,

with a friend composed of carefree smiles and gummy bears,

playing in a vivance, the tune you can't get out of your head.

I wonder how sunshine could have a form;

shinning brilliance upon every shadowed corner,

bubbles of happiness too numerous to clear away

firework sparks bursting into blinding radiance.

 

Sometimes I forget this instant is real.

Played it so many times in my head;

rewind, replay, pause, remember.

Remember the way she lights up every room,

how her fingers expertly fill the air with music,

that she embodies optimism,

and dug under my borders, found a way past my barriers.

Remember she entered my life in a rush of light,

painted sunshine murals upon my walls;

taught me this moment is transitory.

That sometimes rain washes away our yellow paint,

but the rainbow after demands a smile;

and we can always create a new work of art.

 

Watch as she begins again, ukulele in hand,

rewind, replay, pause, relish,

this moment of Joy.

This poem is about: 
My community

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