Poem by Roger Harkness - Can't Explain Why

    Can't Explain Why

A clown appears to smile
    But it's only a painted face

There are many lines on a wrinkled skin
    Having to make many decisions
    Going many directions

Closed doors are a disappointment
    To an open heart

But to force open a closet door
    Caused damage to the heart

I know I don't speak smooth running waters
    But if all was fair
    It wouldn't matter
    Anywhere

I will be explained
In the end of fame

By: Roger Harkness

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