In the gentle curve of a smile, it begins,
A sound that dances on the air, free and light,
Twinkling like stars in the nightâs embrace,
The laughter that weaves through the shadows of time.
A symphony of echoes, soft and profound,
It whispers secrets only joy can know,
Carving paths through the silence of days,
Turning moments into timeless tales.
In the warmth of its melody, hearts find home,
A refuge from the storm’s relentless cry,
Healing wounds only laughter dares to touch,
Binding souls with threads of golden light.
So let it rise, unfettered and wild,
A testament to the spirit’s unyielding grace,
In every note, the world finds its rhythm,
A tapestry of joy woven in the fabric of life.