Laughter

A Poem by Treble

Through the wooden blockade
I hear laughter ring.
I can hear her eyes sparkle
as she throws her head back.
I wonder what was said,
but I’m not sure it matters.
She is smiling brightly,
and in that moment,
nothing can touch her.
My heart is warm.
Her pure joy spreads
as light does through windows.
All my thoughts dissipate
as I close my eyes
and imagine her sparkling eyes,
her small dimples,
her rosy cheeks.
Through the wooden blockade,
I hear laughter ring -
I am at peace.