I wrote this poem a while ago after I read "The Last Gaurdian." OH FROND! SO MANY FEELS! I was inspired by my feelings, so enjoy the outcome!
Something I see all through my things
Is a reoccurring name
I'll distract myself with other books
But they're just not the same
Though the centaur's cloning sure worked fine
His memory was lost to time
And though it all turned right come end
I still cried for that boy, a friend
He died a hero to save mankind
I said goodbye to that young, great mind
My childhood closed
The end was beckoned
When I said farewell to Artemis Fowl the Second