Disclaimer: I don't own the characters, only the poem.
In the Face of Death
I couldn't see it in her smile
It was so bright and loving.
I couldn't see it in her eyes,
that sparkled with youth.
I couldn't see it anywhere.
She spoke, laughed, joked.
Just like everyone else
She spoke about tomorrow
But I saw it as the optimistic side of her.
But now,
As I hold her fragile body close
I could see
I could see it all
I saw it in her dull eyes
And her lifeless smile
I saw it so clearly.
She had always lived,
In the face of death.
