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"SSC7 - Joy"

One day it snowed
yet the children did not play.
I wondered why
but then saw Mr Kaiye

"Why don't they play?"
I wanted to know
"Joy is not with them."
As he pointed to the snow

I then remembered
when I was I was young
I only played
if a song was sung

At that moment
I felt my joy
returning to me
with a musical

I heard the music
I saw the kids
they were now playing
collecting sticks

I turned to ask
"Why the song?
It came from nowhere.."
"It is the joyathon"

Mr Kaiye knew
all about feelings
"It is your joy,
you cannot seal 'em"

"So joy will show?"
"Yes, it cant hide,
even when you want
to put your feelings aside."

Then I turnt to see
the children having fun
I then thought about
what will soon happen, with the sun.

Poetry is not my favourite thing. Plus it's kinda hard to judge (and understand). I think I got the gist of this. It told a story of sorts, like a little painting of a snowy scene. And I quite liked the ending ...

Sunflower wrote:
> Then I turnt to see
:S
Yeah, I'd agree, not one of your better works Sunflower.
(Please don't take offense from that.)

I know, very rubbish, but I can't think :(

One day it snowed
yet the children did not play.
I wondered why
but then saw Mr Kaiye

"Why don't they play?"
I wanted to know
"Joy is not with them."
As he pointed to the snow

I then remembered
when I was I was young
I only played
if a song was sung

At that moment
I felt my joy
returning to me
with a musical

I heard the music
I saw the kids
they were now playing
collecting sticks

I turned to ask
"Why the song?
It came from nowhere.."
"It is the joyathon"

Mr Kaiye knew
all about feelings
"It is your joy,
you cannot seal 'em"

"So joy will show?"
"Yes, it cant hide,
even when you want
to put your feelings aside."

Then I turnt to see
the children having fun
I then thought about
what will soon happen, with the sun.