My father’s laugh

It’s nice to hear my father’s laugh.

It’s a real laugh that doesn’t sound like a fake cough.

It’s happy and warm,

not one filled with scorn – you know the one that your friend had worn.

It’s nice to hear my father’s laugh.

It’s makes you want to join in and tear away,

Like a bird on a summer day.

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