Humor

Sat, 07/11/2015 - 21:29 -- Mirii

I love the way so much makes me laugh;

That feeling makes my problems blow away like chaff.

The smallest thing evokes a guffaw;  

When I'm chuckling I can see no flaw. 

It makes me happy to know I live in this world;

With the sails to humor open and unfurled.

This poem is about: 
Me
Our world

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