A clown fades
I know that look
An audience of weeds
Bricks silently applaud
This hidden image unseen
No laughter for a fading clown
Undergrowth footsteps enroll me
Camera in hand ticket for last show
Remember this fading face with care
Tomorrow it’s the one that you shall wear
Wonderful snap & heartfelt poem Mitch!! 🙂
Thank you Lisa………X
Your welcome sweetie!