Sonorous Laughter - Sonnet Poem by Patti Masterman

Sonorous laughter and creeping tears-
We cannot make up our mind, I think;
Mixtures of memories, hopes and fears,
While to age and time, we take a drink.

My happiness and my sadness twine,
For to err is quick and regret is long,
Around things both earthly and divine-
And how close weeping approaches song.

The old are nearer to laughter and tears,
They turn back into a child, it's said,
As death with bony fingers comes near,
They contemplate what's in store, for them.

Our tears leave fragments of love at the end,
And deaths birthing of new worlds, attends.