Clowns can lift spirits when sad times appear
Through laughter, their joy can remove every tear
Their clothing and shoes help to bring a smile
Even in a heart that has suffered awhile
But, clowns can be made, without face paint and hair
Each one of us can be a clown, if we dare
Whenever we see someone feeling alone
We can brighten their day with the traits we own.

We may not be blessed with a talent for jokes
Or the poise to ride atop bicycle spokes
Yet, we can bring comfort by lending an ear
To someone who longs for another to hear
Each glimmer of light that our efforts extend
Could well be the balm which allows grief to end
By granting support, in a time filled with rain
We shall offer hope amid darkness and pain.

Clowns can lift spirits when sad times appear
By spreading encouragement, humor and cheer
Their style and charisma; their candor and grace
Can remove a frown upon any sad face
The joy that clowns bring is what sets them apart
But, each of us can be a joker at heart
If we take the time to come forth and give
Our hearts to another, each day that we live.

© 2007 – Jill Eisnaugle’s Poetry Collection