"Oh... to be a Clown"A Poem by StoryPoem about a Clown
I WANT TO BE A CLOWN… JUST THE HAPPIEST CLOWN. YOU SEE WHERE I COME FROM…I CALL IT “HAPPY TOWN.” TO SEE THE CHILDREN’S FACES, TO SEE ALL THOSE WITH SMILES, THAT WOULD MAKE ME HAPPY, AS I RUN OUT THROUGH THE AISLES. MY HOME IS IN THE BIG TOP, THE SONGS COME FROM THE BAND… I WOULD LAUGH AND NEVER STOP, MY LIFE WOULD BE SO GRAND. But ALAS THE TIME HAS SLIPPED AWAY, I’M SO MUCH OLDER NOW. BUT THE CLOWN IN ME I’LL ALWAYS BE… SOMEWAY… SOMEWHERE… SOMEHOW.
© 2015 StoryAuthor's Note
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1 Review Added on March 26, 2015 Last Updated on March 26, 2015 AuthorStoryIrving, TXAbout"Well...I feel as though I've finally reached the mountain. Now all there is to do is scale it." 49 years young and still going strong (Most days) Born in Michigan but lived mostly in Wisconsin. .. more..Writing
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