The Flight of Laughter

swing and sway underneath
a perfect cloudless sky,
colored in the crayon hue
of deepest violent beat-up blue.
breezes gently sighing.
the robins singing shyly.
whispers heard from lilies.
the butterflies are silly,
as giggles flutter past her.
they fly so much faster,
far beyond her hammock.
she gets up to chase after
the flight of summer laughter.

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