so many joys (haibun)

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We are asked to write about what brings us Joy at Tale Weaver and MindLoveMiserysMenagerie


There are too many joys to list in one sitting but here are a few mixed with haiku or tanka.


Sitting by the riverside, waiting for the sun to set

willows weep with joy
last sights of nature’s beauty
sun dips below
silent nestlings tucked in
robin does her last round

dips beneath blue azure
fluid hues of joy

So many joys to share…moments in time linger in my memory.

The first time you learn you are pregnant after years of trying. I remember not believing the pharmacist and asked him to write it down on the receipt to show my husband. My legs were shaking so much, and I could not stop laughing that I could not drive for a good fifteen minutes in the parking lot of the pharmacie.


I remember the trials and tribulations of being a first time homeowner. One morning, my husband had to call the contractor for help when our basement was flooded because the sonpump did not function properly. I was in my own world because I felt my baby move in my tummy for the very first time.

The first snowfall and hearing the crunch underfoot walking. Tasting snowflakes on my tongue when I am lying on my back making snow angles.

The first time your child says, “Mummy”
An adult child that say’s “I love you, Mom!”
a grandchild asks, “I miss you, Nana.”
a youth that suffers with most intense pain
ends his call with, “You give me hope”

sudden burst
heart bathed in pure love
tears of joy

moments of delight
yesteryear or yesterday – joys
reborn with your smile

Toddler walking barefoot in the grass for the first time, lifting his foot because it tickles.

sun kissed skies
dewdrops on soft white petals
early dawn of joy

Even at my age, sitting in a park alone, I am transported to another time…

sitting on a park bench
giggling children
paints joy on lips

sitting on a park bench
swallows chirp
telling stories

giggling children
skipping, running joyfully
tag you’re it

paints joy on lips
brings new life
spirit glows

giggling children
swallows telling stories
paints joy on lips

Awakened by tiny hands Christmas morning to see what surprise Santa has placed under the Christmas tree. Hearing the children talk among themselves, “But how did he know?!”

The joy listening to carols echo in Latin at Midnight mass singing Ave Maria and Adeste Fideles


Adeste, fideles, laeti, triumphantes,
Venite, venite in Bethlehem:
Natum videte Regem Angelorum:
Venite adoremus, venite adoremus
Venite adoremus Dominum.
En grege relicto, humiles ad cunas,
vocatis pastores approperant.
Et nos ovanti gradu festinemus.
Venite adoremus, venite adoremus
Venite adoremus Dominum.
Aeterni Parentis splendorem aeternum,
Velatum sub carne videbimus
Deum Infantem, pannis involutum.
Venite adoremus, venite adoremus
Venite adoremus Dominum.
Pro nobis egenum et foeno cubantem,
Piis foveamus amplexibus:
Sic nos amantem quis nos redamaret?
Venite adoremus, venite adoremus
Venite adoremus Dominum.

5 thoughts on “so many joys (haibun)

  1. Beautiful response Cheryl-Lynn, you are right in that there are so many things that bring us joy, sometimes it is a matter of stopping to realise the impact they have on us. Thanks so much for adding your thoughts to this week’s tale wseaver.

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  2. I am now awash in memories of times past like singing Christmas carols in Latin in my high school Latin 1 & 2 classes. Then the year we were given the news on Christmas Eve that I was pregnant after six years of trying, giving up and beginning the adoption process. And just this Thanksgiving holiday watching my 3 yr old great nephew skipping across the floor! Wonderful times, splendid post.


    • Our son was born 7 yrrs after we were married but we had been trying for 5…fertility clinics were so stressful. Glad this post awakened fond memories, Janice 🙂


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