I Was The Magician Who Tried To Make Her Smile

when i met her along the way she was so sad
and tears keep flowing from her eyes
and i, as the great magician of my place,
took her inside my room and began to perform
the usual tricks, how my hands are quicker than her eyes,
i took a rabbit from my hat
i made flowers from my staff
crisp money from newspaper shreds
yet she is still as sad as a child looking for her mother

and i asked her what she likes she said:

'please make yourself vanish in air! '