Elke Nigro (Hamburg, Germany)
Everyone is laughing
as if to show me how it's done,
they take a claim on having fun,
laughing ever louder.
Unless my laughter does ring true,
for now, my smile will have to do.
A gentle smile, an encouraging smile,
an appreciative smile;
these go a mile.
Let laughter be a special guest
riding along on a heartfelt crest,
ringing true and fair,
like opened cracked-up smiles,
voicing their delight in merriment and joy,
failing to annoy.
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