JOY AND SORROW
By Ralph Stockheker, Army
Writing Type: Poem
There was a girl named Joy
Who Jived on a distant star,
She traveled on a beam of light
She had to come so far.
There was a girl named Sorrow
Who lived on a tiny moon
She had traveled all around
Riding on a blue ba1loon.
Both were so very busy
They had no time to dance or sing
So many homes to visit,
So many bells to ring.
Everybody welcomed Joy
And wanted her to stay,
But when sorrow moved in,
Joy moved out,
It has to be that way.
So children don't you fret
And children don't you grieve,
Both Joy and Sorrow will always come
And both will always leave.
Notes: Jim Muldoon
