The Clown. Poem by Sandra Kavanagh Josefsson
The Clown.
You always played the clown.
Always kidding, never a frown.
Never revealing deep down pain.
Keep on smiling, being sane.
I saw through you.
Saw what you hid.
Slowly you trusted me.
You opened the lid.
Out popped so many qualities.
So many wondrous things.
When you stopped being the clown.
All your fears came tumbling down.
Verse: Sandra Kavanagh (c) .
Saturday, May 11, 2019
Topic(s) of this poem: hiding
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