Count Your Joy

He couldn't believe
that mine
was actually
a real job.

"I count things for people"

That's all I said.

And he couldn't
stop laughing

Even HE
~ a little kid ~
could count things
for people.   

DUH!

Now I couldn't stop laughing either.   

And when we finally

finished squandering

the very last nickel

of our joyous fit,

he dried his eyes

looked up at me

and said

Let's count

how long

we can go

without laughing.

What's the point in counting

if there is no joy in your counting 
and if what you're counting isn't your joy?

  

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