Orginally written: 12/91

Have you ever seen a sad clown?
One who cheers you not up, but down?

Big brown eyes now filled up with tears,
darkening the depths of children's fears.

All his flowers wilted, all his hair turned gray.
All the laughter that once was, all has now gone away.

Time and place have altered his features;
making him one of life's most horrible creatures.

All the joy has gone with the breeze;
sweeping out humor with the greatest of ease.

Bits of popcorn, scattered around;
reminding him of that joyful sound.

The sound of glee, the babble of gladness;
now covered with the silence of sadness.

Broken balloons still float in the air;
seeming not to notice, or even to care.

All the crowds left long ago,
leaving with the finale at the end of the show.

Now he stands in an empty circus ground.

So I ask you,
have you ever seen a sad clown?