Biography of ADAM OWENS
ADAM OWENS Poems
I Miss You Dad
I miss you I miss the sunshine The way your eyes crinkled at the corners When you laughed
Anger My Friend/Enemy
Anger is a form of fear Anger is what I’m waiting to hear Anger is deep down inside me Anger drives me crazy
Trust is how I feel for you Trust is how I hold you Trust is how I care for you
It's Funny How
It's funny how hello is always accompanied by good bye It's funny how good memories
The Last One
I want your hands to be the last ones I hold. I want your face to be the last one I see. I want your arms to be the last ones that hug me. I want your voice to be the last one I hear.
There are mean people, Keen people, People that are in Between people
Lost In London
One day you'll love me, the way I loved you. One day you'll think of me the way I thought of you. One day you'll cry for me, the way I cried for you. One day you'll want me, but I won't want you.
The love you show me is kind and passionate deep and sincere just like you
Maybe See Something In Me
Thoughts they come and go Feelings often do stay Some words are never spoken B'cause I just don't know what to say
For My Grandma Jean (Whom I Miss So Much...
Thank you, Thanks for looking after me Thanks for having someone to look upto and admire Thanks for giving me time
Again you have stepped back when I come near, you run you go into your gilded cage and close the door
A Little Bit Of Hope
The Last One
I want your hands to be the last ones I hold.
I want your face to be the last one I see.
I want your arms to be the last ones that hug me.
I want your voice to be the last one I hear.
I want your eyes to be the last ones I look at.
I want your heart to be the last one that I feel.
I want your tears to be the last ones I notice.
I want your lips to be the last ones to kiss me.
I want you to be the last one that sings to me.