Two Lives

A life of smiles, of work, of play,
A life lived hour by hour, day by day,
This life for all the world to see
To judge, to claim, perhaps envy;
A calm facade, as cool as streams,
Bright summer days suffused with sunbeam.

Within that dwells a lonely flame,
Flickering, uncertain of domain,
Pulsing with fear moments come- and go
Now close to death, now aglow
A see saw ride, once up, once down,
A hidden face, like a circus clown.