Walking down the dirt road,

They leave me behind,

Again,

For one more time.

The Dutch trees providing direction,

Without any purpose,

Than watching them two,

“Catch Up”

In silence.

Joy sustains,

Unlike happiness,

It has no temporary mode.

Joy sustains,

Because is it contagious,

Impossible to resist.

Joy sustains,

Due to its grace-filled source.

God’s love for us.