This is a poem I wrote from Peeta's POV. Once again, I am no poetry expert but I hope you enjoy!


I watched her always at school from afar

Her dark hair braided, her gray eyes bright

I watched her grow in life and strength

Her strong spirit hardening, her determination growing

I watched her go from starving to hunter

Her face ever concentrating, her hands ever steady

I watched her laugh with another young man

Her rare smile sparkling, her rare laugh twinkling

I watched her replace her dear sister that day

Her eyes filled with horror, her face filled with dread

I watched her face as my name was called

Her flash of recognition, her eyebrows drawn together

I watched her leave her spark behind

Her cape of flame burning, her hand holding mine

I watched her in our days of training

Her hands steady working, her mind ever concentrating

I watched her spin with childish glee

Her dress all aflame, her eyes sparkling bright

I watched her face when I told her my love

Her eyes wide, her face shocked

I watched her sleep through the many nightmares

Her body sweating, her heart thumping

I watched her prepare for the games without stop

Her Body strengthened, her heart determined

I watched her rise in the arena with fear

Her eyes confused, her feet flying away

I watched her climb that tree up high

Her eyes dark with anger, her face filled with hate

I watched her stung and sickened leave

Her mind unbalanced, her eyes unfocused

I watched for her face up in the sky

Her face never showing, her cannon never blowing

I watched her look for me in frantic haste

Her hands quickly helping, her eyes filled with worry

I watched her clean my wounds with care

Her hands ever gentle, her head ever steady

I watched her feed me that sleep syrup potion

Her face worried, her weapon ready

I watched her return all bloodied and saved

Her hands giving me the medicine I needed

I watched her kiss me for real and for true

Her body softened, her eyes closed

I watched her face when she found me with berries

Her eyes truly scared, her heart really thumping

I watched her run ahead as we were chased by mutts

Her braid waving, her feet flying

I watched her save me from a horrible death

Her aim straight and true, her eyes never faltering

I watched her give me those berries at the end

Her eyes sad, her strength gone

I watched her being taken away from me

Her bloodied body fixed, her scars finally mended

I watched her being truly restored

Her head finally steady, her heart finally mine

I watched her truly learn to love me

Her heart opening, her eyes softening

So is my story of my dear, beautiful Katniss

Her love is great, her heart is now mine


I hope you guys enjoyed reading this!

~Danielle