Lonely Clown

The lonely clown stares 

He sees a wild bear 

The bear is holding a honey pot

In his fur there is a spot 

He then notices an empty glass

Behind the bear, it's protected 

The clown looks down at the grass  

An epiphany hits him, neglected 

Neglected all his life

Unlike the empty glass

He sees himself as shattered glass

In his soul there is no life

After the night comes the day 

And he wakes up at dawn 

He goes to cut the lawn 

Taken back by the grass

That in his nightmare was 

One of his friends walks by 

He greets him like nothing was 

And then they say goodbye 

The friend notices as he heads back

And tries to comfort his favorite clown

He answers back

And at the end, they get a snack