A Dying Child
poetry - Read the poem "A Dying Child" by Moe the ClownI saw a twinkle in his eye
how strange for someone who soon will die
Then a smile on his face
how strange for such a place
He laughed and giggled as I walked by
how strange for someone who soon will die
For just a moment I can cure his ills
without the use of medicine or pills
How strange for someone who soon will die
excuse me now, I think I’ll cry.
- Moe the Clown
Posted by Tom Raymond, aka Raynbow on 11/06 at 09:57 PM
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