Angel Seed Poem by Daniel Bowyer

It dont mean anything to me at all, and why do you feel like sorrow when its hard to swallow
Why do you take from me

Jesus make me a boy
So that all my pain can be forgotten
So all the pain hasn't happened yet
I'd write something beautiful
A sonnet to youth
Then I draw a picture of all of us outside our house
And you'd stick it on the fridge
And look at it when i'm asleep
And know it was gonna be alright

Even thought it wasn't

Who knew you'd die
And i'd go to jail
The others would swear
And mum would refrain
And that we'd all be knowhere

So come sit on my wall
Read me a story of old
Tell it like it used to be

Then save me from myself
Cut me down from the tree
And rest my body down
Kiss me too life and nurture me
If you want, I want

Violins soar, like birds soar
And i'll soar when you kiss me