“Dianne Joy” at birth was named,
Yet rarely after “Joy” exclaimed.
But one day Grandma spoke aloud
Of how my life had done “Joy” proud.
And then again, the “Joy” did fade
As with life’s burdens I was weighed.
I moved through life as “Dianne” only,
Avoiding others, though rather lonely.
Yet then my husband dug up “Joy,”
Dodging those who would destroy.
So once again my name did merge,
As he and I did then converge.

Dianne Joy Beale is a writer, a poet, a proofreader, and an editor. One of her favorite poets is William Blake and a favorite author is Charlotte Brontë. She enjoys experimenting with various cuisines and especially delights in baking breads and desserts. She has a website at diannejoy.com.