He is a clown with a big noses that is round
He has a big sad frond that could almost touch the ground,
His cheeks are rosy nice and pink
with a heart that sink down deep,
He has the eyes that sparkle in the night wind,
He sits alone crying about what was and what didn't come
This old dark world put this clowns heart on the run,
His old shoes are so big that all his tears falls in,
His costume be perms-pressed,
His old heart overflow with sadness,
Every time he walks around every one makes a fuse over the
way he looks and the way he dress,
O his life is a bog mess,
His face is painted with heartaches,
He holds his head down low holding balloons for the show
children run to greet him will hast on their face,
Wherever he may go his life is one big show,
When it comes to love he just bleeds
with the heartaches of long ago,
in spite of all he has been through,
He walks alone holding on to his broken heart
hoping one day it will mend and be set free and able to breath
and start living again.
Lilly Emery
Poetic Lilly Emery
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/he-is-a-clown/
