The clown
The circus tent was empty
as it had always been.
10 thousand jokes he told
his heart was never seen
Then round
and round
and round
and round
until finally he reached the ground
A painted smile for just a while
that's all he was
my friend
the clown.
© Rik - 31/01/2006
Poetry by Rik
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Written on 2006-01-31 at 14:39
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