Laughter

I laugh at inappropriate times
Much to my mortification
I laugh, a weak laughter
When I truely mean to cry

At times, in great anger
When I attempt to snarl
I break out into giggles
Much to my opponents indignation

I laugh in confusion
I laugh in genuine fear
Yet when I hear some jokes
My laugh seem to need some coaxing

How I do not know
But at some happy times
When my heart laughs in joy
My eyes just tear up

My laughter has a mind of his own
He does not listen to me
He wells up unbidden
I capitulate in resignation !



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