Sunday, 31 August 2014

My Old Friend, Laughter


Laughter
I remember her
somewhere inside 
in the corner 
of my mind
tucked away 
in an envelope
marked,
'Do not open until...'

Laughter
I remember her
her sound
bubbling up
making me smile
eyes twinkle
in a time
gone by,
Christmas maybe?

Laughter
I remember her
she knocks
once more
an old friend
returning
sharing
merriment 
and glee.

Laughter
I remember her
she's here,
with me.

©revdjo 31/8/14