Friday Farm Favorites

JOY COMES BACK


When you finally realise that joy is less fireworks, more firefly

less orchestra, more birdsong


she will come back much more often

for joy will not fight with the fast pace of this life


she is not in the shiny or the new

she breathes in the basic,

simmers in the simple
and dances in the daily to-and-fro

joy has been beckoning you
for many a year my friend


you were just too busy doing, to see the very next time joy wraps her quiet warmth around you


as the garden embraces your weary body in its wildness

tip her a nod…she doesn’t stay long

but if you are a gracious host
joy comes back.

~Donna Ashworth

10 Comments »

  1. Hello, Tonya! I am so happy to see this email show up! I love this poem, and I hope it means that joy HAS come back! (I hope this comment doesn’t show up twice. I entered a similar earlier, but wasn’t sure if it worked.)

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  2. This is lovely, and so true. How nice to see your blog post. How are you? The farm looks beautiful. I cannot recall the name of the dear sheep you love…Hamish?

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