Joyful spring of decadence

    A small joy bounces off of me. One little sigh
becomes a grand smile. Oh how the simplest steps
are the most important ones.

   Here I am with stray curls caressing my bare
freckled shoulder. Oh the tiny giggles that open up
my rosy lips.

   Hmm the odd stare from those who see joy,
happiness within me but don't know why. Ah just
knowing Jehovah heard my prayers this morning.

   The silence of an awe. So fragile is the moment
yet so loud is the experience. So much has been laid
upon my pathway. So grateful for friends who uplift
in just the right seconds.

   Still so joyful is the declaration of love, of family.
Ah how so much has been changed. So happy for
those small moments of peace and calm that Jehovah
gives me.

   Such preparation of the simple parts of beauty.
Here I stand staring at my mirror image. Just in
awe of Jehovah's wonderful creation of me. The
glad stances of radiance vibrating throughout my
soul and erupting inside my spirit. Indeed I am
Jehovah's daughter.

  My dear friend would you treasure the glories of
me that Jehovah has changed? Will you dance that
happy jig anywhere when thoughts of positive
improvements of me overcome your mind?

  Oh I have. Silly moments when people see me
doing a quirky face or a silly motion. All are in
thoughts of joy of the grand changes we all have
made for Jehovah.

   So the decadence I am holding is that of drying
wet auburn, copper curls, startling paleness covered
with freckles and supreme bright blue eyes singing
in tune with the greatest Creator: Jehovah.

  So will you be holding anything as splendid as
me? How about the beauty of warmth? What about
the glowing presence of gorgeous company? Or
even just the solitude of a calming day? What will
you behold as decadence today?