Joy Abiding

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Joy, abiding in the heart,
like a filly off her tether
prances ’round the apple cart
in a field of golden heather.
Tribulation comes and goes —
buckles chafe while Sorrow’s riding
on her back, but heaven knows
Joy’s abiding.

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cc-by-nc-nd Mary Boren, 2014

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