LOST JOY
WHERE IS IT
WHERE DID MINE GO.
I'VE LONGED FOR IT SO
THE JOY OF LIFE.
WHAT IS IT
I WISH I KNEW.
THEN I'D GRASP IT TO
THE JOY OF LIFE.
IS IT A SUNNY DAY
WITH THE BREEZE IN MY HAIR
OR THE SILENT NIGHT AIR
THE JOY OF LIFE.
I DONT KNOW WHAT IT IS
TO HAVE HER SPRING FROM MY HEART
AND EVERY PART OF ME QUIVER WITH
THE JOY OF LIFE.
WHERE DOES IT COME FROM
I WISH I KNEW
THEN I'D BE ALIVE
AND ENJOYING IT TO
THE JOY OF LIFE.
ELIZABETH BEALE STEPHENS WEDNESDAY 10 JULY 1996
MODDELING FOR PORTRATE 1996 ELMERS END CROYDEN. |
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