cachinnate

It’s the kind of moment
when I feel this irresistible need
to just let the dogs out the front door,
the cats out the back,
and the cockatoo out its cage —
Freedom.
Expressed simply in the
lung capacity that I breathe in;
in the blueness of this sky that
nearly burns the eyes;
Her laughter, 
which,
if it weren’t for my memory,
might not even exist at all.