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Classic Clown

You thought you were funny,
All your life,
But people laughed at you,
Not with you.

Your mother stopped
Talking to you,
Loving you.
She didn't have
The strength.

She lost two sons,
Too many to bear,
Too much grief
Stopped her heart,
And started yours.

You, the classic clown,
A big, wide grin,
And inside a frown.

You laughed
And laughed,
But every night,
The tears would come.

Tears of anger,
Tears of remorse,
Tears of stuborness,
And teardrops of
Fear.

Poetry by Esti D-G