Banjos, Halos And Clowns (Haikus) Poem by David Whalen

Banjos, Halos And Clowns (Haikus)



There’s two things I know
That creates smiles and warm glows:
Halos… and banjos! !


If poverty was
A river, then I would have
Drowned long ago


Had I known just how
life would go down… my choice would
Have been…“be a clown! ! ! ”

Wednesday, March 30, 2011
Topic(s) of this poem: poverty,river
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David Whalen

David Whalen

Covington Kentucky
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