Tapping, clapping, making a tune out of nothing.

Bored, called, finally something interesting.

Things happen, good and bad, memories are made, happy or sad.

We stand, we fall, but always are lift high.

We get raised, we get pushed, we go up and down, but never completely do we fall, we are always loved, aren't we?!

We ARE loved, even when shoved, stand and be amazed by the good things and brush off the bad.

Have you ever wondered why even the saddest of people can still smile, maybe even brighter that you.

Have you been curious of how people are happy, even in the gloom, how the find joy in everything, and get sad at the simplest things, but to them nothing is simple, everything has its own meaning and own story, you just have to search.

I'll let you think, but don't let these thoughts sink, ponder on them, and you will grow fonder of them.

Poems, gnomes, not one in the same.

Jesus, Joyous, what's the difference, I'll tell you, joy comes from Jesus!

:D I don't usually have A/N's but I wanted to ask if maybe you could give me feedback on my chapters or any suggestions, please comment:)