The Only One
AN/ Hello! *waves* just a short little poem about our dear Constance, all characters mentioned belong to the wonderful Jill Murphy, hope you enjoy!
she's deadlier than the fire that burnt through the night,
the only candle to burn without showing light,
she is the balance between life and death,
the only one who never left,
when times were hard and there was little you could do,
the only one to see them through,
she's as free as the eagle in the skies,
the only one with a hope that never dies,
though it was torn from her as a child,
the only one whose spirit's still free and vision wild,
She's strong but her past weighs her down like lead,
the only one to outmatch Mistress Broomhead,
she's as mysterious as an icicle isolated in a cave,
the only one forgotten yet still she's brave
she feels unsecure and alone,
the only child to not return home,
a harsh adult took over her place,
the only one to still hold grace,
She's a bigger star than the burning sun,
the only one awake when the day is done,
she fails to see how much she means,
the only one haunted in dreams,
she is the dazzling sparkle of a hundred moons,
there's only one Constance Hardbroom.
Thanks for reading and *puts on Bugs Bunny costume and starts to munch on carrot* eehhh, that's all, Folks! ;)