Sep 21, 2011

The Clown

With a conical hat and spotted gown,
He even can walk upside down;
The toast of every kid in town-
The cherry nosed circus clown;
We forget our bags in his folly fest,
Super human gags and jolly jest;
He’ll joke, juggle and play slap stick
And make us giggle with his loony trick
With every frolic he’ll make us laugh;
At ease he’ll do every circus task;
But inside he’ll remain a human dwarf-
Tears veiled by a smiley mask.

120911

6 comments:

  1. Very nice and was touched by the way u end! so true.

    ReplyDelete
  2. "Tears veiled by a smiley mask"

    Beautiful!

    ReplyDelete
  3. Good one again...looks like u r back into action....

    ReplyDelete
  4. ah yes, the hidden sadness of the clown...

    ReplyDelete
  5. Nice picture and a great poem.

    ReplyDelete