We knew only your laughter which won you renown.
We never observed the tears of our clown.
You entered our homes as the loveable Mork;
with Your razor sharp wit and lightning fast thought.
Your movies mixed laughter with serious turns;
Good Will earned you an Oscar For which many yearn.
There were personal demons that proved hard to hide.
A divorce, an affair, Drugs and rehab besides.
But, through it all, We heard only the laughter.
Not the tears of our Clown that brought on this disaster.
To us you were Robin, Like Peter Pan, just a kid.
May this sleep bring you peace that your days never did.
R.I.P. Robin Williams, a great man