“haha”

Haha skips like stones across a silent room,  
Breaking the hush with a sudden bloom—  
A bubble of mirth in a world too still,  
A ripple of joy that dares to thrill.

It’s the spark that leaps from a clever jest,  
Tumbling light from chest to chest,  
The kind of sound that warms the cold,  
And turns shy stories bold.

From giggles behind homework piles,  
To deep, unguarded, rolling smiles,  
“Haha” is the thread, so soft and bright,  
Weaving drab days with gold delight.

In coffee shops and playground swings,  
Where laughter lingers, memory clings—  
A gentle nudge, a shared surprise,  
The way a friend’s smile amplifies.

Oh, what a gift, this simple call,  
Lifting us lightly from troubles that fall.  
So laugh along, let your eyes crinkle—  
For every “haha” is a moment to twinkle!

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