A child’s laughter
is what the Sound of Music
is made of.
It is the sound of happy drunks,
of rapture without religion,
of the joy of living.
It is,
in its uncomplicated way,
its own kind of divine.
A child’s laughter
is what the Sound of Music
is made of.
It is the sound of happy drunks,
of rapture without religion,
of the joy of living.
It is,
in its uncomplicated way,
its own kind of divine.
