Disclaimer- As much as I wished I owned this, I don't

A/N: This was originally an assignment for my Creative Writing class. We
were to write a poem about a color and use it figuratively. Well, I chose
white and its supposed to be about Boromir's death.

Fallen

White whisper of last words spoken.
White rasp of a last breath taken.
White pain that fills family and friends.
White silence of a saddened brother.
Cold white grief of a pained father.
White memories of a better day.
White sorrow for a friend, a brother, a son, fallen.

Ok peoples, that's my first attempt a serious poem so I hope its ok! Kinda
short I know, but I don't typically right poetry at all so I'm lucky to
have gotten that much.