I chuckle softly
Inwardly amused
My lips gently curved
Amused by the dawn’s arrival
Unfolding in slivers of light
I chuckle at the birds’ morning chorus
Their songs loud and piercing
I chuckle at life’s teachings
Difficult to fully grasp
My laughter continues silently
Yet tears slip away
Each with its own story
Known only to me
Still I chuckle
Reflecting on days past
On embraces missed
With the day’s awakening
My laughter persists
