Ain’t nobody gonna steal my joy.


Who can be unhappy when purple flowered friends line the path?  Who can be sad when yellow bits adorn the way?  Who wants to cry when pebbles, bits of trees, and little weeds glisten and sparkle from the sun’s touch? People, circumstances, and bad luck all fight to take away your joy.  But remember, my friends, you hold the lockbox with your feelings and reactions neatly stored inside.  Only you can give away the key.

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~ by SC on May 17, 2013.

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