Tatters
Let me tell you a story . . .
A story about a clown called Tatters who loves to entertain,
he wears a whitewashed face with showy greasepaint features:
Tatters, has red balding hair ragged and straggly always,
his nose is red and honks, his outfit baggy and very frilly;
he performs silly antics and blows up balloons for children.
But, that was then- now, his eyes are sad with pain,
his painted on smile cannot hide his frown and great sadness:
his costume is dusty and threadbare and his big shoes not shiny,
once such a funny clown, now his heart and spirit is broken;
his life has no meaning and he hides behind his clown facade.
Tatters, is old now and his bones creak, groan and moan,
and work is hard to find for an aging clown with sad eyes:
seems kids don't like clowns like they used in his younger days,
but, one day a loving God reached out his hand for Tatters;
and now in a Heavenly temple Tatters honks his nose ...
with happy eyes and a big smile!
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January 04, 2023
Poetry/Narrative/Tatters
Copyright Protected, ID 01-1514-315
All Rights Reserved, 2023, Constance La France
Written for the Premiere contest, Tatters
sponsor, Mystic Rose Rose, Judged 01/11/2023
First Place
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