Shuffles and Snuffles of Chuckles by A. Paige White The angels are moving the furniture around. It was a sudden chuckle, more of a snuffle They scuffle with glee. Teenagers. Teenage angels. Mischievousness unparalleled. Why do I keep seeing these things? It makes my life very uncomfortable. Did I really ask to see? Surely, I didn’t know what I was asking for. It is like musical chairs At a frantic pace The pillars stand aready already The temple of the New Zion’s worship is open. There are no walls there. Just pillars. Clouds roof it and invite. Well, this is so fair it's not fair. Little sneak peaks of a grand affair. Now I’m intrigued. Another snuffle of a chuckle. Why do you show me snuffling things? A snuffle of a scuffle in the final shuffle. 10/13/2006 Author's Note: Laughter carries wings. Posted on 10/14/2006 Copyright © 2026 A. Paige White Member Comments on this Poem Posted by Kristina Woodhill on 10/14/06 at 02:09 PM This is so very creative and just makes me smile and smile. Thank you!! Posted by Therese Elaine on 10/14/06 at 02:49 PM Laughter carries wings indeed and I have had a nice chuckle this morning -lovely job sweets! Posted by Jean Mollett on 10/15/06 at 12:35 AM Hi Paige, Great write. How cute. It's lovely. Laughter is the best medicine. :) Return to the Previous Page   pathetic.org Version 7.3.2 May 2004 Terms and Conditions of Use 0 member(s) and 2 visitor(s) online All works Copyright © 2026 their respective authors. Page Generated In 0 Second(s)