My middle name is Joy and joy has always been an important part of my life. Here is a poem that I wrote that expresses some of what it means and has meant to me yesterday, today and will tomorrow.
Now before my husband wakes up
Now before my hair has all turned gray
Now before the shine fades from my fashionable shoes
Now before my favored star flames out
Now before the pale man stumbles and falls
Now before the last of the fall snow is smothered by winter
Now before the smell of cinnamon disappears from the kitchen
Now before the pudgy hand becomes a man’s fist
Now before the floating feather falls to into the dust
Now before the organ’s note has dissolved
Now before your kiss has withered
Now before the echo in the canyon ceases its refrain
Now before my image recedes from the memories of those I love
Now let my spirit touch the souls of the many, before its’ joy has flickered out.
Christine Joy Howard