The Clown for his Daughter's Smile: A Poem
your little fingers touching my face, when you hug me.
Blink your eyes and smile, reconcile my heart.
yes, I am your dad who always smiles, in every second of your cry.
yes, I am your dad who can turn, into a clown for make you smile.
I'm a clown who became a horse for you to ride
I'm a clown who becomes a statue for you to learn
I am a clown who is trying to accept the spray of powder
I'm a clown who suddenly becomes a doll to calm you down.
My daughter, I'm a clown who will cheer you up.
all it takes is happiness till you grow up.
my role to be a clown of the moment, will change in the future.
would you call me your hero.
My daughter, let's play again until your cry is gone
with your deep sleep with a bright smile tomorrow.
© 2018 Halley Kawistoro