Face painted with with a big red smile,
blue eye patch in the shape of a star.
Twinkling eyes, dark as black marbles.
Walking a path that only the
skilled should walk.
Seeking a kindness that all
Clowns can evoke.
meeting in the street
the clown bows to the man
dressed in clean starched pants,
he has no smile, but beautiful soft skin,
beautiful soft curly hair, he smells of soap.
This man wears no smile, and appears to have
not smiled in a long time.
The clowns heart is open and warm
wants to make fun
and be the bafoon that she normally is,
the homeless man seeking, and wanting all that he
could take.
The clown searching the homeless man's face for
hope and kindness, seeking to gain entry to a smile,
and an open heart.
The homeless burte seeking to intimidate and
trick the clown into giving all she had.
The hopeful clown begins her work,
doing all of her best tricks, juggling balls,
hoops with fire, pulling flowers out of her palm.
Nothing,
The homeless man stands and critiques the clown in
such a cruel way that he never saw the clowns true idenity.
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