Poem November 14, 1977 Issue

MY JOY

Doris Lubin

I cannot be robbed
I cannot be cheated
My joy can never be
obscured
diminished
depleted.

The only joy I can know
is a stream of pure gladness,
an unceasing flow—
through wastelands of willfulness
through bereavement's blight
to growing
to knowing spiritual delight.

In triumph
In trial
Midst laughing or weeping,
My joy is God's gift
and safe in His keeping.

Doris Lubin

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