The dying heed

The dying heed

A Poem by Owen

The children smile and the children giggle, happiness like it was made out of nature. The love for thee, so strong to see, written in the eyes of the beloved. The lonely seed, full of lovely greed, filled his heart with a dying heed.

© 2017 Owen


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Owen
Owen

Nomadic, MN



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I love to write anything and everything. I think I am good at making up poems. I spin them off my head and I won't stop till it's complete. My poem's are written from feeling and expressed through pa.. more..

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