The poems talks about a caring father who lost his only beloved daughter to the hands of death, despite all the good things of life he offered.


DUSK UPON MY SEED




The clear skies upon my view
Her radiating beauty was all I see
Her future tells as I read her prints
Amazingly, she was all I had.

With my blood, I grace her way
Watching the positive speech of tick
Upon the boulevard she trod
Which proved a true blood of mine.

As she grew in etiquette
The metal bird took her away
To a land God blessed first
With prodigy and materialism.

From dusk till dawn I felt her absence
Hoping all is well in her world
Through beeps and rings, we spoke the more
A mankind inventory that kept us close.

The track of tears am now on
As life cruelly slipped her away
From the arms I held her at birth
From the future I saw her best.

A dusk of memory has set today
But peace I pray she find in full
In the land of immortals
As the earth roof her flesh.

















Poetry by Owen
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Written on 2009-03-30 at 10:43

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