The Clown

The Clown short poem

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Long, long ago there was a bustling town
Among whose inhabitants was a funny clown.
Whenever he saw a face with a frown
He would set upon a mission to bring a smile
And to give a new meaning to relationships fragile.
When the sun went down and all had gone home
He would make his way to his abode of emptiness
Waiting for an angel to light up his barren sky.
No one knew his story of sadness
All that mattered was his being funny.
He too had been happy, inside and outside
When that dark day had ripped apart his world.
Everything was blown apart, he was left alone
Rather than shedding tears, he decided to spread cheer
And mend broken hearts
For making others laugh is not easy.
And he was just a funny clown.

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I am a teacher and love to write in my spare time. I worked for a while as a journalist but now find teaching children to be my true calling.
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