I Wait For the Laughter
Where does laughter go
when it's done?
What becomes of joyful sounds
that are spun?
Do those waves fly off
and tarry somewhere,
to another dimension,
or just hang in midair?
Does that energy know
when there's someone in need?
Does it rush down to save them
at breakneck speed?
'I needed that laugh'
I will hear someone say
as their soul is replenished
to get through one more day
If such is the case,
and I could be wrong,
then it seems it's been tarrying
for far too long
The demand is so great
but the workers are few
and spread out so thin
it takes time to get through
As I scan the horizon
and search the skies
for something familiar
with tearful eyes
And a heart that is heavy
from all that I see
I wait for the laughter
to come back to me
© Mike Wise
3-20-23
Copyright © Michael Wise | Year Posted 2023
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