Heartfelt laughter filled the air.
Crisp with sounds of fun and cheer.
Finding a moment or two
To look at the world and laugh. It’s true.
Always amused by the way the light filters
Through the glass on a clear morn.
How the patterns resemble hearts, catterpillars, squiggly lines
which remind me of the early drawings that hung on the refrigerator.
Smiling at that. Amused at the fact, the sun can deliver a memory
worth savoring, shift slightly and create something new.
Always amused by the way the mind works in undulating patterns.
Appearing random, but intricately laced together to form a life
of pleasure, woven through the tapestry of time, beating to a rhythm
uniquely mine. A rhythm easily and always amused.
Filling the air with laughter and joyous noise.
Enough to bring this life a glorious choice.
The choice to remain always amused.
