Laughter- Michael Erickson



You laughed by me today.
I felt electrified down to the hairs on my arms.
It wasn’t at me because I was leaning against the opposite wall wishing you we talking to me.
But I heard it, such a glorious sound that belongs to Summer evenings.
And then you walked away and I was alone leaning against the wall.



Michael is a husband, father, writer, poet, and aspiring author. He finds time to scribble down his thoughts in the dead of night, between ghosts and night owls. If you’d like to read more of his poetry follow the link here. Or to visit his full blog, ‘The Ink Owl’ click here.

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