A Poem for Keith

My Yoga laughter friend keeps asking..."When are you going to write a poem about laughter Natalie?"
So this is for Keith

Feeling out of kilter
A little under par
In need of a little pick me up
I wandered into Spar

I glanced at all the medicines
In boxes on the shelf
Examining the purchases
Well, it was serve yourself

In brightly coloured boxes
I spotted something strange
Amongst the more familiar drugs
Were an unfamiliar range

One box was labelled Titter
Another said Guffaw
A Chuckle and a Giggle
I chose to buy all four

I took the lot and very soon
Was feeling ten feet tall
Proof that laughter really is
The best medicine of all