It took him a long time to laugh after she was gone
even once the initial sadness faded.
He thought it would be disrespectful.
He thought her memory would be jaded…
But then in the midst of his sadness
he remembered her laugh one day
and he knew how sad it would make her feel
If her death took his laugh away.
Remembering her laugh made him realize
how by her memory he is blessed
how finding joy and laughter without her
doesn’t mean he misses her less.
So today he loves to laugh
he no longer feels blue…
for he knows when he is laughing…
somewhere….
she is laughing too.
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