Laughter is like a spring of fresh air
with not one thing to fear or care
so when you become weary
Laughter will always be there.
It will heal your broken soul
for it has no malice of the young or old
taking you through your dreary plight
things won't seem so bitterly cold.
For Joy comes in morning's light
so never fear the dead of night
at the break of every dawn
laughter is there so bright.
So mount up like eagle's wings
simply cheer up and sing
remember victory has already won
so where is death's sting?
rhonda ramsey cash
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