Again, I wrote this after I saw Harry Potter and The Deathly Hallows (Pt 2). Again, you may recognize some pieces, you may not. I do hope you enjoy; reviews are appreciated, though (also) again, not required.
Disclaimer- I own nothing except an angel cat who has done nothing wrong. And a nutcracker with a British hat thing who apparently has not been dusted (he has a dust thing.)
Sometimes Fathers go off to war, and they don't come back home.
Sometimes Mommies and Daddies stay home to fight, and leave their sons behind.
Sometimes people appear evil, but aren't.
Sometimes good people are prejudiced against others.
And sometimes snakes are in places we could never imagine.
But godfathers held shield us from Death.
And sons and daughters have the peace we didn't.
And there is hope in new life- Hope for a better life, a better future.
Because we all choose- dark or light.
And when people die- when mothers and fathers and sons and daughters and brothers and sisters are nothing but dust and spirits they leave someone behind.
A sibling or parent, a child or loved one- someone who remembers them as they were.
And on the inside, we are all
Grey.
We are the ones who choose ourselves-
Charcoal or Silver.
Good or Evil. Because we are all
Red hair that smiles and makes flowers grow.
Greasy black that has love that transcends a generation.
Neat dark brown that creates seven new evils.
And pale blond that never looked so bright in the shining light of Before-Happily-Ever-After.