Of Birds And Wizards

by DrizztDo'UrdenNeverDies

A small poem that Wirt wrote for Beatrice, because he misses her! Rated K because it's only sweet. Note: The title refers to Beatrice and what I think Wirt was dressed up as. I could never really tell for sure.

I miss your smile.

I miss the way your rolled your eyes.

I miss your smile.

I miss how I could tell you had freckles

but you were a bird.

I miss your smile.

I miss your pulling, nagging voice.

I miss how much you hated talking about her.

I miss...

I miss you.