Victoria and Matt's quirky senses of humor keep this home's laughter barrel over-flowing;-0
Don't you love it; the sound of laughter?!
Like silver bells
Or brook through dells
Or madrigals
Without a word
Like stars that spill
Where grief would will
Us to death’s chill
Without smile stirred
A splash of pearls
In shapeless swirls
As it unfurls
Uncurls a grin
Like flowers where
Duty’s grim air
Would merely stare
...its judgement grim
Intangible
Its wonderful
Canticle sparkles
Gilding gray
Where heaven’s rafter
Rings long after
The song of laughter
Has faded away
© Janet Martin
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