15 Poems About Joy

Be encouraged by these poems about joy to share and give joy and happiness to others by being kind, by listening, by helping others. Joy sometimes comes to us as a result of us giving. It is a feeling of success and happiness. It is an attitude of cheerfulness and contentment. Share these poems with others to bring a smile and a positive thought to their day!

And remember that joy can be experienced by taking delight in the little things!

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  1. Joy In Life
    Poet: Frank Dempster Sherman

    It is my joy in life to find
    At every turning of the road,
    The strong arm of a comrade kind
    To help me onward with my load:
    And since I have no gold to give,
    And love alone must make amends,
    My only prayer is, while I live, -
    God make me worthy of my friends!



  2. Spread The Joy
    Poet: Julie Hebert, 2015

    I wished upon a star tonight,
    The one above my tree.
    It brought me so much joy you see,
    It brought it all to me.

    So much joy flows through my veins,
    It's almost spilling out.
    It's time to share this joy with others,
    This I have no doubt.

    If joy is given out to me,
    Through a wishing star.
    It must be meant for more than me,
    Can't be bottled in a jar.

    Share it wide and share it tall,
    Let everyone feel it.
    Let's spread it like a wildfire,
    Bringing life and love with it.



  3. share joy with others


  4. Contentment
    by David Swing

    Let us learn to be content with what we have.
    Let us get rid of our false estimates,
    Set up all the higher ideals -
    A quiet home; vines of our own planting;
    A few books full of the inspiration of a genius;
    A few friends worthy of being loved,
    And able to love us in turn;
    A hundred innocent pleasures that bring no pain or remorse;
    A devotion to the right that will never swerve;
    A simple religion empty of all bigotry,
    Full of trust and hope and love -
    And to such a philosophy this world will give up all the empty joy it has.



  5. Laughing Song
    Poet: William Blake

    When the green woods laugh with the voice of joy.
    And the dimpling stream runs laughing by;
    When the air does laugh with our merry wit.
    And the green hill laughs with the noise of it;

    When the meadows laugh with lively green.
    And the grasshopper laughs in the merry scene;
    When Mary and Susan and Emily
    With their sweet round mouths sing "Ha ha he!"

    When the painted birds laugh in the shade,
    Where our table with cherries and nuts is spread:
    Come live, and be merry, and join with me,
    To sing the sweet chorus of "Ha ha he!"



  6. find joy in the simple things around you


  7. The Crucible of Life
    Poet: Edgar A Guest

    Sunshine and shadow, blue sky and gray,
    Laughter and tears as we tread on our way;
    Hearts that are heavy, then hearts that are light,
    Eyes that are misty and eyes that are bright;
    Losses and gains in the heat of the strife,
    Each in proportion to round out his life.

    Into the crucible, stirred by the years,
    Go all our hopes and misgivings and fears;
    Glad days and sad days, our pleasures and pains,
    Worries and comforts, our losses and gains.
    Out of the crucible shall there not come
    Joy undefiled when we pour off the scum?

    Out of the sadness and anguish and woe,
    Out of the travail and burdens we know,
    Out of the shadow that darkens the way,
    Out of the failure that tries us to-day,
    Have you a doubt that contentment will come
    When you've purified life and discarded the scum?

    Tinctured with sorrow and flavored with sighs,
    Moistened with tears that have flowed from your eyes;
    Perfumed with sweetness of loves that have died,
    Leavened with failures, with grief sanctified,
    Sacred and sweet is the joy that must come
    From the furnace of life when you've poured off the scum.



  8. life's sweetest joys are hidden in unsubstantial things.  May Riley Smith


  9. Set The World Rejoicing
    Poet Unknown


    There's never a rose in all the world,
    But makes some green spray sweeter;
    There's never a wind in all the sky.
    But makes some bird's wing fleeter.
    There's never a star but brings to heaven
    Some silver radiance tender,
    And never a rosy cloud but helps
    To crown the sunset splendor;
    No robin but may thrill some heart,
    His dawnlike gladness voicing.
    God gives us all some small, sweet way,
    To set the world rejoicing.



  10. Joy
    Poet: Ella Wheeler Wilcox

    My heart is like a little bird
    That sits and sings for very gladness.
    Sorrow is some forgotten word,
    And so, except in rhyme, is sadness.

    The world is very fair to me -
    Such azure skies, such golden weather,
    I'm like a long caged bird set free,
    My heart is lighter than a feather.

    I rise rejoicing in my life;
    I live with love for God and neighbour;
    My days flow on unmarred by strife,
    And sweetened by my pleasant labour.

    O youth! O spring! O happy days,
    Ye are so passing sweet, and tender,
    And while the fleeting season stays,
    I revel care-free, in its splendour.



  11. Joy Is
    Poet Unknown

    Joy is the sunshine of the soul.
    Grief its showers.
    The blending of the two in one
    Makes perfect flowers.



  12. Life is Joy
    Poet: James Rusell Lowell

    Life is Joy, and love is power,
    Death all fetters doth unbind,
    Strength and wisdom only flower
    When we toil for all our kind.

    Hope is truth, - the future giveth
    More than present takes away,
    And the soul for ever liveth
    Nearer God from day to day.



  13. Retrospection
    Poet: Unknown

    When we see our dream-ships slipping
    From the verge of youth's green slope -
    Loosening from the transient moorings
    At the golden shore of hope
    Vanishing, like airy bubbles,
    On the rough, tried sea of care,
    Then the soul grows sick with longing
    That is almost wild despair.

    Far behind lies sunny childhood
    Fields of flowers our feet have trod
    When our vision-bounded Eden
    Held no mystery but God;
    When in dreams we spoke with angels,
    When awake, with brooks and birds,
    Reading in the breeze and sunshine
    Love's unspoken, tender words.

    When the stars were lighted candles
    Shining through God's floor of blue,
    And the moon was but a window
    For the angels to look through;
    Clouds took shape of wondrous seeming,
    Fairies hid themselves in flowers;
    Morning-rise and sunset glories
    Were but doors to heaven's bowers.

    Ah! the sweet conceits and fancies
    With which sunny childhood teems!
    'Tis not strange the sickened spirit
    Clasps the shadows of such dreams;
    That, when life is stern and real,
    Hope is crowded out by fears,
    Love grown wearied of her vigils,
    Back we look with bitter tears.

    Life is but a rugged hillside
    When cool science puts to flight
    Childhood's treasured love of dreaming
    Tinted all with rosy light.
    For though years may bring us wisdom,
    Distrust poisons holy truth;
    So we turn, soul-sick with yearning,
    To the sweet beliefs of youth!

    And sometimes we question sadly,
    Wherefore all life's bitter pain?
    Are our dreams of hope and gladness
    Are our strivings all in vain?
    Shall we find the scattered roses
    That our careless hands have lost?
    Wander to the thornless pathways
    That our feet so thoughtless crossed?

    And the answer, deep and solemn,
    Seems to vibrate through all space:
    Life is but a course of trial,
    Childhood starts and ends the race.
    For the harvests faithful gathered
    Through the strife of toil and tears,
    For the burdens borne in patience,
    Joy will crown the endless years.



  14. Joy Of Living
    Poet: Unknown

    O give me the joy of living
    And some glorious work to do!

    A spirit of thanksgiving,
    With loyal heart and true;

    Some pathway to make brighter,
    Where tired feet now stray;

    Some burden to make lighter,
    While 'tis day.



  15. Let Joy
    Poet: Sllva Nichols

    Let Joy come into your heart;
    She is waiting just outside
    With the tenderest hands and sweetest smile
    That would push the portals wide.

    She is longing to enter in
    And be of your life a part;
    Not a transient guest in your troubled breast,
    But a dweller in your heart.

    So she waits at the closed door,
    And beside her sweet Peace stands;
    While radiant Hope from a sunny slope
    Is reaching beckoning hands.

    As they sing like the birds at dawn,
    Each striving to drown Care's din.
    Oh, listen, and hear their glad songs near
    And hasten to let them in.



  16. Common Things
    Poet: Unknown

    Joy is found in common things
    That each passing season brings:
    Winds that tip-toe through the grain;
    Slanting lines of silver rain;
    Poplar blooms that brush the sky,
    Fireflies flitting softly by;
    Hollyhocks beside the wall,
    And the meadow lark's first cal;
    Summer's green-gold loveliness.
    Maple trees in autumn dress;
    Winter's cosy firelight glow,
    Moonlight on new fallen snow.
    There is wealth in common things.
    More than worldly wealth of kings.



  17. The Passing Of A Joy
    Poet: Unknown

    The summer vanishes, but soon shall come
    The glad young days of yet another year.
    So do not mourn the passing of a joy,
    But rather wait the coming of a good,
    And know God never takes a gift away
    But He sends other gifts to take its place.



  18. Everlasting Joy
    Poet: Daniel S. Warner

    Can the spirit of a mortal
    Live beyond the reach of trouble.
    Knowing not a painful struggle,
    Ever joyful in the Lord?

    He who is our great salvation
    And our high and strong munition
    Is to us a full fruition
    Of his peace and endless joy.

    I no trouble and no sorrow
    See today, nor will I borrow
    Gloomy visions for the morrow;
    In my Jesus all is bright.

    To my soul all grace is given.
    And all gloom afar is driven;
    Walking in the light of heaven
    All is everlasting peace.

    Jesus bids be joyful ever;
    He himself the wondrous Giver,
    Flows within, a constant river,
    And my spirit must rejoice.

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