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Why a Clown

My blue skies turned grey, So I sit alone full of woe. No moon to light my nights, Or star’s to sparkle bright. Just the sharp crack of lighting Fill’s my broken heart. Was it action’s not shown or words not spoken? That makes you treat, Me like a clown?

Copyright © | Year Posted 2009




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Date: 12/12/2009 4:23:00 AM
Sad lonely cloudy night that you have painted here. Hope that it is a topic and not your life. Keep the magical pen flowing. Sara
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Date: 12/8/2009 10:18:00 AM
The Christmas season seems to bring out such brilliant poetry from all the poets here at PoetrySoup making you all ~~~Poet Extraordinaires~~~. I thank you for sharing your poetry with us all through the year Patrick. Love, Carol
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