Cackle!

I have a rather funny laugh

some say it’s quite the cackle

occasionally there is a snort

(which raises hubby’s hackles)

my laugh is loud

my smile is too

I could frown

and sometimes do

I could cry

I do that, too

but I’d much rather

not be blue

I prefer to laugh

till tears do fall

life’s much more fun

when I recall

the laughter, the fun

the days in the sun

the rain or the snow

it’s all great, you know

so I cackle and chuckle

and chortle and titter

and giggle too much

and avoid being bitter

I hope to spread a little joy

to those I meet each day

helping them (and me as well)

keep thunder clouds at bay.