Crystals of Joy

There was a little girl called Fair

Her days passed in acute despair

Though fair her face was always tear-stained

She was innocent and her mind not tainted.



She was always dejected and never used to smile

Also she once had been calm and never used to rile.

Sitting  by the riverside she found another little girl called Joy

Who was always sprightly and vivacious and never coy.



Her lively laughter like the spring

With soft music her heart used to ring

With Fair she made a strong friendship

Which gradually grew into a firm promise.



Joy gave Fair a few sparkling crystals

Despondent Fair gleamed with happiness

and thus she found in her life Crystals of Joy!