The day the circus came to town, <br />my favorite was the circus clown <br />with his great big shoes <br />and funny clothes, <br />a painted face, <br />and a big red nose. <br /> <br />A giant smile was painted there, <br />with children laughing, everywhere. <br />I wondered as I <br />looked at him, <br />was he frowning 'neath <br />his painted grin? <br /> <br />Now when I am feeling down, <br />I think about that circus clown <br />with his great big shoes <br />and funny clothes, <br />a painted face, <br />and big red nose. <br /> <br />I put a smile on, anyway <br />and soon, my frown just fades away <br />like the day the circus <br />came to town <br />and I learned it watching <br />the circus clown.<br /><br />C.J. Heck<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-clown-children/
