Post by Dewey on Aug 11, 2004 14:35:53 GMT -5
By: Dewey. aka. Strawberry Blonde Chick
This poem is from Minerva's perspective. Albus, of course, is the other person mentioned in the poem. Alas. . .
CROSSING OVER
By aid of rescue,
by helping hand,
I stand on two feet
I stand on the ground.
My savior by cometh
to my dieing side,
he told me three words
that I couldn't understand.
My body lay aching,
my head screaming death,
my heart was still racing,
still beating me on.
I took in a breath
and told him my thought. . .
"I love you,
I need you,
my silent friend.
If I die,
keep a piece of me with you
as I will do, you.
"In my heart,
I'm still loving you,
as I always have;
In silence,
In thought,
but also in dreams.
"I'll wait for you, love,
if you'll wait to come.
Take care of yourself,
and we're soon to be-"
I held my last breath
and passed over to naught.
Sweet silence is golden,
I am where I shall.
You helped me move on,
from where my heart was attatched.
You said 'It's okay; death is but the next stage of life.'
My savior, my rescuer, my helping hand,
tis what you are,
for I now stand on my own.
-Originally, this wasn't the ending. But. . . This fits better than the other ending.
This poem is from Minerva's perspective. Albus, of course, is the other person mentioned in the poem. Alas. . .
CROSSING OVER
By aid of rescue,
by helping hand,
I stand on two feet
I stand on the ground.
My savior by cometh
to my dieing side,
he told me three words
that I couldn't understand.
My body lay aching,
my head screaming death,
my heart was still racing,
still beating me on.
I took in a breath
and told him my thought. . .
"I love you,
I need you,
my silent friend.
If I die,
keep a piece of me with you
as I will do, you.
"In my heart,
I'm still loving you,
as I always have;
In silence,
In thought,
but also in dreams.
"I'll wait for you, love,
if you'll wait to come.
Take care of yourself,
and we're soon to be-"
I held my last breath
and passed over to naught.
Sweet silence is golden,
I am where I shall.
You helped me move on,
from where my heart was attatched.
You said 'It's okay; death is but the next stage of life.'
My savior, my rescuer, my helping hand,
tis what you are,
for I now stand on my own.
-Originally, this wasn't the ending. But. . . This fits better than the other ending.
