The Clown Poem by Janice B. Cassidy

There's a clown in my mirror
blowing kisses at me;
She's "The Wild Irish Rose"
and she's happy and free.
I etched out the lines
on this aging old face;
Then the youth is my heart
with a smile takes her place.
She's loving and fun
wherever she goes,
On her left cheek's a note
and on her right cheek's a rose.
The most inspirational award
this is true;
From Kalamity Klowns
Clinton, Iowa's view.
I'm a "Jesus clown"
and having a ball!
And I know He will know me
when he comes to call.