Love's Clown
Gaze at the fire glowing red
Hearing carols in my head
Smell the pine of the tree
Wishing you were here with me
I light the candle in the dark
A flame from a spark
Climbs out of the well of my heart
I always seem to play the part
Every year I try to drown
Feelings that love let me down
I am always love's clown
C. Lin Rawlins December 2000©
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