Eyes

Saxon Crow

Bleak were the years

With days that stretched like aged sinew

Gone were the dreams that youth created in naivety 

All that was left was unsettled dust 

On a road well trodden

And the grit stung her beautiful eyes

Oh, those eyes 

 

  • Author: Saxon Crow (Offline Offline)
  • Published: July 3rd, 2023 14:16
  • Category: Unclassified
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  • Teddy.15

    I love this. ❤️ And you, you good saxy?

  • orchidee

    Eye am liking this poem! Corny joke there. lol.

  • Garth Rakumakoe

    Legendary!



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