Stephen (Steve) Howard
The Jester - Poem by Stephen (Steve) Howard
The king called for the jester,
but the jester was no fool.
He knew there might be trouble,
for the summons seemed quite cool.
He was a little frightened,
his knees a little weak,
and when he came into the throne room,
the king was first to speak.
"Long have you been with me.
We have walked a happy mile.
But you no longer make me laugh,
you no longer make me smile.".
The jester said unto the king,
"Yes, we have walked a happy mile.
I know that you no longer laugh.
I know you do not smile.
Long have I been with you,
always bowed to your commands,
but in truth the choice to either laugh or cry,
has always been in your own hands.".
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