In Search of Henry

by Bardlover

This is a little poem I wrote when I lost my copy of Henry V two years ago. I was so upset, I wrote a poem. Besides, I wanted to actually see a Henry V fic on here. Enjoy my insanity!

In Search of Henry

A/N: I noticed there are no Henry V works here, so I decided to add this. I'll give you the back story to clarify. Two years ago (junior year of high school) I lost my copy of Henry V, one of my favorite plays. Since I couldn't find it anywhere, I vented my frustration in this poem

Yesterday was a terrible day—

I lost my Henry, he went away.

You claim that it is just a book;

Just take another look.

Henry V is bold and brave;

I cannot send him to the grave.

Is he in my Spanish class?

Or is he lost, like the far past?

Is he in the wooden "O"

Of Shakespeare's fiery, golden glow?

Or is he in the office here

While I start to shed a tear?

Will I find him—will I, oh!

If I can't, I just don't know!

Is he safe and protected too

Or is he full of tape and glue?

Will he be to me returned

And reunited, as I yearn?

Or does he await some grave fate

That's spread out long beyond his date?

Henry, Henry, where are you?

Are you somewhere with Richard 2?

A/N: Okay, there was the insanity. I also have a sequel. I'll wait a few days before posting it, though.

I AM obsessed. I know this and am proud of it. And this was NOT a school project.