Infectious

I love the bubbles of her smile.
They tickle my heart and make me laugh.
Not just a giggle but a real howl
that makes me shake all over.
Then I walk away and I
hear that same laughter behind me.
I think they call it infectious.

About This Poem

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About the Author

Region, Country: NW Georgia (Fairmount) by way of South and North FLA, USA

Favorite Poets: Robert Frost

Comments

Capt J

We need more of this story take that laughter with you and let us know how you bring it to mind in the bad times so that things ain't so bad.
Yours Ian.T

just upgrading less than two comments so old a lovely poem u

just upgrading less than two comments

so old
a lovely poem unread
heaven has now me
loved sent