Just To Hear Your Laughter

 
And as the day grows old
so does the laughter
laughter that's fading
into the pink dusky sky 
making its journey home   
 
echoing through the clouds 
sneaking over the dozing rainbows
 
until at last the great moon arrives
and the final theatre of the day
takes to the great stage bright
 
another day has come and gone 
and as I lay my head to rest
on my soft pillow
I'm forever grateful 
of awakening into another new dawn
 
lost in a moment, time stands still
a gracious silence
before the great encore
of sunrise
 
just to hear your laughter.