Cheery little laugh that brings a sparkle to the eye,
Tickling the heart with feathered fronds.
No concerns or worries, no regrets, no alibi.
Thinking only of the moment;
Not what lies beyond.
Laughter is a subtle witness to the here and now;
Capturing a slice of space and time.
Observing all the humor in the what and where and how,
Attesting to the irony contained within a rhyme.
How often has a spirit low
Been lifted out of gloom
By the sound of lilting laughter
As it filters through the room?
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