A Baby's Laugh

There’s something about a baby’s laugh/

The guttural, reverberating sound that bubbles from their bellies/

Rising up in a constant loop of simplicity/

Arising from goofy faces, silly noises/

OOhs, aaahs, farts/

As these babies grow in stature and composition/

Their laughs fade in time and circumstance/

Each day serving as another step into abounding seriousness/

These grown children look back on a graveyard of lost laughs/

A graveyard where they mindlessly wander around, searching for the answers to what went wrong/

While these grown individuals have achieved financial security and a successful career in society’s eyes /

Their search never ends/

Because there’s something about a baby’s laugh/