In the room they sit,
This tribe of gloom ridden people,
Some whispering to each other,
Sitting there as though the troubles
And the cares of the world are on their shoulders.
Suddenly comes a sound,
A wondrous sound that lifts the gloom.
The people smile and laugh and look,
Look for this sound,
They find it,
The most uplifting sound in the world,
The sound of absolute innocence,
Absolute pleasure,
That comes from a young child’s laughter.
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Author:
Goldfinch60 (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: June 8th, 2017 01:36
- Comment from author about the poem: A childs laughter is infectious, I defy you not to laugh at the video. May your day be filled with laughter.
- Category: Reflection
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Comments7
Lovely write and clip G/F.
Thanks Orchi.
Really uplifting - both video and poem.
They are that, thank you Michael.
Perfect.
"While we try to teach our children about life."
They teach us what life is about!
Very true, thank you for that
LOvely GF.
Thank you Frank.
Uplifting. Thanks.
Thank you Augustus.
I was captivated in the video by how unique was the one little boy who reacted so differently to what they all heard, and how he was embraced for it. Beautiful piece, Goldfinch! Here's to the different ones among us!
If we were all the same life would be very boring. Thanks Louis.
Children areally the stem cells of joy in life .
So very true.
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