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UNDER IT

 Joy comes in the morning, maintained till evening when under it,
It is seen widely as it comes with the smile
On her face as its light strike the heart of the
Loving soul of a lady, it was revealed the hiden
Defination of life as it brings back to life 
What lived in the ancient days, what it meant
In the old days and how it was expressed
By then, by them who had finds it in the reasonable
Places and rememberable events at the mentioned old days. 
When men and women were so exuberant with it,
As its' reword, from both was conssidered secret
As it was the pride of the family and the great tressure
To the ladies.  Joy comes in the morning when under it.

When unspoken it becomes louder and then mentioned!,
All stays still, what God had put together none
Separates as it was built under it, what becomes one
Had to be built on it and thus it is the shelter to the
Ones believing and the foundation of the ones lasting,
In hard times and the best, in sadness and in happiness,
It maintained its roots in the wealthy states of life and does
Grows deeper in the poor states, in the field of unbelieving
It spreads its wings to cover all the doubts and thus
The joy it digs down deep the incomparable debth,
In so, it brings joy to them that build a nest under it.  
Today's men and women wonder if it even exist!
Life changed and what man seek is wealth,
Many would say it is not there now days,
The human behavior evolved and evil the desire 
Of man's heart and the joy within it never seen never 
Mentioned and thus it seems to have died long time ago.
Once was said ;it is blind, now have got eyes and choosy.
But today as we speak, there are men and women in it,
Those that had build life over it as a foundation,
Those that stays under it and makes decisions
With it's influence, with it's  and thus a joy under it.

What you say is so important in this matter,
What heard is judged differently by the hearers
As the ones saying fully believed in their words.
Time ellapes and characters mold into new shapes,
Both pleasing and angered still in place, your judgement
So instrumental as the authentic version of a person
Build up verified confidence within, I really don't
Know what you think, but I'll say it is still present even into this days. 
Joy comes in the morning for all under it,
It is seen widely in her face as it brings forth the smile,
Reflects the inner soul of a lady and the fine heart it held.
Seen clearly on his chest, as it reveals the affections and caring
Soul of a man, reflects the inner part of a lovable person.
Love and joy that gives birth to submissive wife
And the kind hearted protective man of her type.
Thus it is still available, only finds your better half.
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