Les Derbyshire - Laughter

More than the bubble and swirl of a stream
That finds humour in its rush
From source to the sea;
Faster than flurry of leaves
Dancing and playing and courting
Loosed from the tree;
Lighter than sun-sparks flashing on glass
Splashing out liquid colours
Abundant and free;
I love to hear the laughter of strangers
Caught up in the humour of life
No longer strangers to me.

Les Derbyshire

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