The sound trickles down ears like smooth ice-cream on a hot September afternoon
It puts smiles on children’s faces and eases the heavy hearts of the adults
It makes flowers bloom with the brightest, most colourful petals,
It makes flowers bloom with the brightest, most colourful petals,
And makes dogs chase their tails, and cats leap into the air
It is the blanket on a cold winter’s night when the sky turns dark and the shadows creep in
It warms the fingers between two touching palms as the fire sparks in the corner
It makes butterflies appear to sprinkle their magical dust on all those near
And wipes the tears of yesterday
Laughter
Laughter
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