Laughter is No Laughing Matter

October 30, 2007
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There they sit,
With their hats and gloves,
And their scarves wrapped around their bright red cheeks,
Laughing with the wind.

I sit next to them,
Equally bundled,
But feeling only warmth,
And smiling as brightly as the sun.

Our arms around each other,
Our hair flying in the wind,
Our giggles, a constant music,
To us, laughter is no laughing matter.

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