I am Oakheart,
I took my kits,'
Let someone raise em'.
They grew up looking just like their mother,
I miss her, Bluestar the most.
We laughed, we talked,
To bad we were from different clans,
We could never be,
Meeting secretly,
Its so sneaky,
But only Goosefeather was peaking,
We thought we were alone,
No one there,
But us,
We were wrong,
She had three kits,
One died in the winter snow,
Sorrow wept over us like a cloud on a rainy day,
In Riverclan we would hear thump!
But in Thunderclan you would hear Boom,!
I loved her,
I never forget…
Our great times together,
I miss her,
But now in Starclan we are together.