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Below is the poem entitled HE IS A CLOWN which was written by poet Judy Emery. Please feel free to comment on this poem. However, please remember, PoetrySoup is a place of encouragement and growth.

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He is a clown with a big noses that is round
He has a big sad frown on his face
that could almost touch the ground
His cheeks are rosy as they could ever be
with a heart that has sink'd very deep
He has the eyes that sparkle in the night 
that lit up like stars that shine in the night sky
He sits alone crying about what was 
and what is to come 
where life wasn't very fun
this old dark world put this clowns heart on the run
his old shoes are so big that all his tears fall in
his costume be perm pressed
his old heart overflown with sadness
every time he walks around 
every one makes a fuse over the 
way he looks and the way is dressed
Oh, his life is a big 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 
where you will be able to breath
where you could start living again.

Poetic Judy Emery (c)

Copyright © | Year Posted 2017

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