This is a poem I wrote when I was in college.
Laughter
Known only to those
whose heart smiles,
the hand of the soul
reaching to grab moments
beautiful to God.
It's the wish
in a child's eye,
hidden by tears of apprehension.
When they dry,
only silence can disturb it.
It's the dance of a comet,
leaving a trail of smiles,
softening even the hardest of faces.
It's the only medicine
we take for granted.
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