What positive emotion do you feel most often?
Most often, joy takes root in simple grace—
In days well-lived, where purpose finds its place.
I bloom in moments when my light is shared,
Through wisdom offered, or when hearts are spared.
The sun upon my face, the breeze behind,
A child’s sweet laughter in a game we find,
The warmth of kitchens where my hands prepare
A cherished meal, met with love laid bare.
A voice, though distant, bridges time and space—
It paints familiar comfort on my face.
To hold at last what once I longed to claim,
Or end a day fulfilled, without a name.
Then morning comes, a gentle, glowing art,
And greets me like a friend—heart meeting heart

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