Let's read this poem together. Laugh at the night, at the day, at the moon, laugh at the twisted streets of the island, laugh at this clumsy boy who loves you, but when I open my eyes and close them, when my steps go, when my steps return, deny me bread, air, light, spring, but never your laughter for I would die —Pablo Neruda For our writing session today, write a poem that starts with the line, 'Laugh at...' Write your poem in less than 10 lines. We are excited to read you. Tag your piece with