It’s the fruit picked fresh from the tree, and tangy juice running down your chin.
The smell of ocean air mixed with the laughter of children fleeing the waves.
Joy is a big unafraid smile on a beautiful day or the hug of two best friends.
It’s dancing around a fire as the sky changes clothes and the taste of birthday cake eaten with loved ones.
I’m in the woods again,
Trekking slowly,
Because I never see the birds,
Chickadee,
Goldfinch,
Downy Woodpecker,
when I’m hurrying.
I always take my time,
Snap photos of ferns,
Yesterday I took a moment outside the cafe
And watched people walking by
You would think upon seeing me
Tea in hand
I was at peace
And you are right
But I also find joy in taking moments to just be
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