The wind seemed to be blowing from behind
It felt good to be busy
Absent of thoughts
To hamper joie de vivre
Without thinking, conflict resolved
To joy!
Stress fell away
To joy!
Aching muscles cowered
To joy!
High-heeled boots stepped up
To joy!
To joy!
All day
Five foot six was
Five foot eight
And there was joy
When taller
More joy
Easier to reach UP
Harder to bend DOWN
Easier to reach UP
Up is the new Black!
