Post by Twisted Peppermint on Jun 6, 2009 11:57:55 GMT -5
This is my very first poem I have written for Albus and Minerva. Go easy on me.
A cry rose into the night,
filled with such anguish
and breath-taking fright.
Emerald lit the air,
a sight so often seen
it wasn't rare.
The pounding of footsteps as they run,
escaping the scene,
the deed was done.
Her heart was breaking,
her love was dead.
It had been a tragedy in the making,
nothing more could be said.
A cry rose into the night,
filled with such anguish
and breath-taking fright.
Emerald lit the air,
a sight so often seen
it wasn't rare.
The pounding of footsteps as they run,
escaping the scene,
the deed was done.
Her heart was breaking,
her love was dead.
It had been a tragedy in the making,
nothing more could be said.
