Feeling Mirth Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Feeling Mirth



Voice looming from a man singing very low, a bass sounding
one to be exact, having a great time messing with other
members of the band on purpose.

People laughing out loud, having a grand time, joking around,
making everyone laugh, feeling their mirth as it floats through
the crowded atmosphere tonight.

Friday, December 4, 2020
Topic(s) of this poem: laughter
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