Laughter

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It comes out of nowhere
Bright smiles
Teasing grins
Fond pats on the head
Muttered words
And it rings out
Sweet and gaily
Bells on the wind
Jokes prance around
Eyes lit up
Heart light as a feather
A joyful sound
Funny little vibrations
A strange being
Called humor
Makes its way
Among the group
Gliding throughout
Smooth as can be
A breeze whips past
Snatching chuckles
Deep belly laughs
Rain washes away
Tears that came
A bench supports
The aching stomach
Cheeks all aglow
Of regret not a hint
Warmth enveloping
Squeezing all in
Like a shining bubble
Of love
And maybe
Compassion
An invisible bond
Tying together
Beings of fun
And innocent pleasure.

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