Laughter In Spring
Far from the urban madness
I hear laughter echoing through
the darkening woods
The chuckle of wood elves?
or perhaps some other wayfarer
is drinking in joy from creation
Walking towards the sounds
I inhale deeply of the verdant forest's scents
All I see are trees and small birds
Did I imagine the laughter?
Don't think so
Maybe it is the earth itself
Laughing for pure joy at
the return of spring
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