Laughter brightens the face
Laughter gladdens the heart
It sure does lightens the mood
It sure does enlightens the spirit.
some delight in making others laugh
Some delight in holding others laughter
Others create avenue for people to laugh
Others always see reason to laugh.
People may seize the opportunity of your laughter
People may create seizure for your laughter
They may really laugh at you sometimes
They may really laugh at you all the time.
Be happy for your season shall surely come
When it is time for your laughter it shall come
Rejoice for your time of laughter shall come
When your laugh comes last you laugh the best.
Laughter brightens the face
Laughter gladdens the heart
It sure does lightens the mood
It sure does enlightens the spirit.
some delight in making others laugh
Some delight in holding others laughter
Others create avenue for people to laugh
Others always see reason to laugh.
People may seize the opportunity of your laughter
People may create seizure for your laughter
They may really laugh at you sometimes
They may really laugh at you all the time.
Be happy for your season shall surely come
When it is time for your laughter it shall come
Rejoice for your time of laughter shall come
When your laugh comes last you laugh the best.
There’s something about nights
The cool, calm breeze brushing ears
The sky provides our only light
We sit in the middle of a park
Waiting for what we want to hear
And even if I don’t hear it,
I’m alright with that
I’m barely listening anyways—
The sky has so much more to offer
Every single star is in the same place
They’ve been there since I was young
You may have left, you may be leaving
But the stars, they never leave here
Maybe someday I’ll find myself
In the middle of this park
Nothing changing—
Not the stars,
Not whoever she may be
Speak low in this haunted room,
where so many gather to hear.
Listen closely to these whispers,
one among them you may hold dear.
Halls of ghostly encounters,
brushing by like wind in the night.
A wisp here and vanished,
A play of the shadows and light.
Wander softly within them,
windows lighted by only the moon.
So much beyond understanding,
we may all be with them soon.
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Flashing back to a place
Where the past is there face to face
Time is endless, memories true
It's now the retake of the younger you
Calling out for answers now
Feeling the regret, asking "How?"
Or maybe "Why?" is the biggest one
The way or self you have become
You're seven years old and all alone
You're walking in your Georgia home
Hearing songs that once were played
Visualizing the twelve years of where you stayed
These memories grasp and pull your heart
But not the means to tear it apart
Just to remind you of a better era past
To one more time allow your hopes to last
Many things we wish not to see
But it's just the way it has to be
Lessons learned and heartaches brought
It's just fate not what you sought
Keep pressing on through these past times
For it may soon be the end of in the line
Not saying you will pass away or never dream
But memories never twice may be what they seem
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