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A Child's Sweet Laugh
By
Rich Roach
A child's sweet laugh's a precious thing -
And 'tis of all souls arts sole king;
With bright abandon, artless ease,
It beggars Aristophanes,
And bids the list'ner laugh along
As to the Spring-born Robin's song.
O happy sound! Angelic lilt!
Eraser of distress, grief, guilt,
And every would-be marathon
Of suff'ring - no, with thee all's gone!
So laugh, blithe child, beneath your bonnet,
In sounds as sweet as any sonnet,
And to the plaintive ear acquaint
Thy voice, that they might freely paint
Their souls in colours bold and bright,
And thus make day of dismal night.
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