I want to share a joke,
but your face is a frown.
Curiously, I continue to poke,
turning myself into a clown.
You watch with impenetrable eyes
how I suffer in my struggle
to hear your laughing cries -
I'm learning the art to juggle,
instead of playing on the playground
where other kids want to join.
So, when you're ready, come around,
and we'll play flip-a-coin,
just so I can see you crumbling,
when love comes rolling and tumbling...
Oh Jacqui! This is an awesome song. If you sing this song in-front of me, i will stop everything thing including breath to give one complete attention..... 'I want to share a joke, but your face is a frown. Curiously, I continue to poke, turning myself into a clown.' Your poem has A - Z, right to left, north to south, east - west! it is even spread horizontally and vertically in the air! Be strong! Don't think wrong! Hope for the best! 10+++ + :) :) :)
This is a beautiful piece of work Jacqui...I love ho you transformed the mood from sad and almost anoying (Line 1-4) to happy and full of love (The last two lines) . love must always come at the end.... Wow! i like it!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
love the simple joy this brings