Carefully, on a cold windy night
I went to their house, hearing of their son's flight
It was so very calm and still
To think of it still gives me a chill
Their home lay in pieces
And my sadness increases
As I walk up the brick
I then opened the door quick
My best friend lies dead
I am filled with dread
Next, I find Lily
She was always so silly
James' vivacious wife
Always filled with so much life
For Harry, their young son
This Halloween has certainly not been fun
Soon, his loving parents will be laid to rest
All because of their unwanted guest
I leave the house, thinking of the last breath
Surely, for them, the last enemy is death