Jessica Poem by Mark Heathcote

I loved a girl called Jessica
Who would make me bawl - cry like a clown?
Tears as big as buckets swung.
Fell in pails to the ground.

Jessica would laugh.
And make my heart sing and smile.
Or cut me down.
I don't know what I've done.

Jessica is, was the best of a rainy day.
She'd make the sunshine.
And on good days
She'd send all the clouds away hard to die.

On bad days, she'd heap barbwire on the roof.
Wrap it around all the stars.
And makes me feel crazy.
Jessica could send me out of my mind, I guess.

Jessica, she could leave me breathless.
I hoped she would notice me.
I hoped she would notice me and love me, too.
And send me to night school half-clad.

But -instead, I got ridiculed.
And I would bawl and cry like a clown?
Tears as big as buckets swung.
Fell in pails to the ground.

But Jessica, Jessica, she is
Still a silver lining in a cloud
Even when tears as big as buckets swung
Fell in pails to the ground.

Jessica, she could leave me breathless.
Glad in the fluorescence of her smile
Jessica, I was smitten the day you passed my way.
And you took half my pillow away and kissed me once again like a sunshine day without end.