Joy Kanana

Joy Kanana short poem

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Joy

Slim, beautiful and humble

Daughter of Felix & Angela, Sister to Tony

She loves to sing, dance and play chess

She feels Joyous, full of life & enthusiastic about life

She is happy when helping the needy, in their shelters, on a summer holiday

She needs to own a range rover, drive in the city of New York & pick her favorite Sandwich back home

She gives her Tedd superb company, her brother a helping hand & her teachers an obedient attitude

She fears climbing stiff hills, drowning in swimming pools and failing in exams

She would love to tour the entire world, smile throughout her life and live one hundred plus years

She most enjoys swinging in their backyard, riding her bicycle & been a nuisance to her granny

She likes to wear steam punk skirts, mermaid dresses & Mary Jane platform shoes

Someday she will hold the mike, sing to her heart contend and charm the prince of her heart to love her interminably

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