Tiny peeks of my joy

   Softly I say words in my head.
Tiny peeks at memories past.
Oh a sigh escapes my lips. Then
a saucy smile emerges.

   Happy I am now and thoughts
of yesterday are gentle. No longer too
inviting to sink low. My mind knows what
now have is so much better. No
longer are there questions of what
could have been.

   Deep,long exhale slides peacefully
out of me. My eyes close to
see sharp images displayed. All
those memories that taught me,
all that helped. Thanking Jehovah
for giving opportunity to
learn.

    Names of places, of people, of
objects known from the behind the
fog. I remember each one fondly
yet no hurt echoes during nor
after. No sorrow nor guilt. All
is clear.

   Tiny sparks of joy are heard
in my voice. May be confused with
nerves. Nevertheless I am happy
even when I whisper names in past.

   A glittering light exists in my
eyes. A trail of wetness exits down my
face. Yes tears for all in hopes, for
joy for them too.

   Overwhelming love and joy for the
smiles I feel.