The drums are rolling
The crowd awaits
Timing is perfect
For much is at stake.

And though the clown can make one laugh.
I wonder about what's under the mask.
But for the painted faces I see
It's the eyes that hold and fascinate me.

For what goes on under the paint,
Had secrets that hide decided his fate?
Why does he want to make us laugh,
Is it just for fun, and all of that?

Or is it more I yearn to know,
I often wonder as I watch the show.
For there must be a story to tell.
Could it be one that I would know well?

And though I am no clown per-say,
I think I feel the very same way.
Hiding tears behind a happy smile
It's more than a suit, it's a life style.

So here's to clowns of every kind.
We are one and the same this I find.
To make people happy is the facts.
But deep down inside it is more than that.

© Linda S.Burger