My first thoughts in the Mourning

by Hermione 'DB' Granger

A poem in honour of the one who died in OOTP (so, spoilers). I can't really say much more, I can't believe they're really gone, and this is one of the few waysI can pay tribute.

Disclaimer: If I owned Harry Potter, this never would have happened.

Hopefully the lines work as a whole, however, it's supposed to be that the 2nd and 4th lines of each verse form their own, independent sentences.

My first thoughts in the mourning

Alone and dressed in black, I sit in my room,

No procession passes by.

Alone and depressed by Black, I sit in my gloom,

Because there's nothing left of you to bury.

Every hope to see you again was snatched away.

I don't know where you are,

There is no wake for you. No funeral day,

We cannot say a real goodbye.

A whisper in a curtain's all that's left of you,

Are you trapped forever?

Is the whisper then, your soul, remaining true?

Or are you now set free?

A tear falls as a dog barks in the house next door.

It's always the small things;

Followed by tears for tears' sake, as I cry more and more.

They remind me of you.

~*~

In loving memory of Sirius Black; we will never forget you.