Laughter- the Luxury Reflex
She was a jolly woman in her prime, a beauty
And she had a crush on the man who made her laugh
So thus enamored, she asked him, “Will you marry me?
She married to the whole man just only for his laugh.
A luxury reflex without having any apparent utility.
He laughed and made her laugh with silly sounds
Like a bad actor in a Dudley Do Right play.
He laughed with the people and at the people
She then listened to the actual sound of his laugh.
It didn’t make her heart go pitter patter
But infuriated her and weighed on her
And proved a bad medicine not healing her mind.
A day came when he laughed her out of his life.
Now reconsidering proper laughter the best medicine
She’s looking for the whole man with a real laughter.
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August 24, 2014
Form: Free Verse
Dr. Ram Mehta
First Place Win
Contest: Will you Marry Me by Judy Konos
Copyright © Dr.Ram Mehta | Year Posted 2011
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