Joy

I used to judged you through another’s eyes,

Compared our bond to borrowed skies.

But now the scales have fallen free,

My own perspective, uniquely me.

I yearn for moments, bathed in light,

With you beside me, day and night.

Each millisecond, a treasure kept,

A promise, softly wept

For all the wasted time before,

When I did not unlock your door.

You’re not a frivolous, fleeting spark,

A celebration in the dark.

Not chained to riches, nor to fame,

But present always, just the same.

You stand with me in somber hues,

And lift me up when I feel bruised.

I seek you now, in every place,

A constant comfort, gentle grace.

And in your absence, I feel the sting,

Thank God for you, Thank God for everything.