Humor is swift.
She swoops in
surreptitiously,
causing surprise.
She can bring laughter to
anyone’s lips.
She makes mouths toll like
church bells,
with a swing of her hips.
Her eyes are always
twinkling,
and her mind, always
thinking.
Her voice is loud, but her
footsteps,
light.
She gives ease to those who
are bound tight.
Charm is her mother,
and Wisdom, her father.
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