Mr. Dramatic


Mr. Dramatic

Came down from his attic,

Putting misfortune at bay.

He stood on the front porch

And announced to the crowd,

“I’ve said all I have to say.”


“I ran for the laughter,

Away from the tears,

Yet there’s no escaping

the fears and the years.


The crowd did not understand,

They collectively sighed,

He began to giggle,

Smiles followed the sigh.

Mr. Dramatic returned –

To his attic and cried.


“They’ll not see the teardrops,”

He said to the desk,

and mirror, and all,

“Because I’m the one there

to pick them up

Whenever they fall.”


“I’ll keep on smiling

Because complaining won’t do.

The world looks better when

someone else is laughing, too.”


Keep writing the songs that are in your heart.

Peace be with you.