Sarah Flanigan - Poetry Simply Put

I play the happy fool
who loves to make you laugh
but oh how life is cruel
for you do not know the half

I was not born a clown
a stupid dancing doll
nor a bunny in the down
to decorate your hall

I’m not the flippant fiddler
who dances on the roof
or the country bumpkin whittler
who’s missing his front tooth

Nor am I the mother
who brings you tea and cakes
whose heart goes all aflutter
by the mudpies that you make

I’m just a lonely traveler
on the twisty road of life
whose problems sometimes rattle her
and tempts her with a knife

So if you’re feeling blue dear
please look the other way
I’m not the super glue here
Just struggling through the day.

copyright 2008

Tags: irony, original poetry, personas