Disclaimer: Dumbledore along w/all the HP ideas belong to mrs joe rowling, and we all know it and I love her!

Dedicated to Dumbledore

Giving and giving what you cannot get back

Ensuring heat, when warmth you do lack.

Completely deserted, the island you live on.

Completely booked your efforts till they're gone.

Sharing with others the drops of your soul

Emptying, emptying, you are no longer whole.

Born even, looked up to as you've grown old

Your desire for knowledge eventually foretold

You knew all the answers

You met all the men.

You beat all the worst,

Why do it again?

For your own life, you cared not

You knew not your name

Was strength and security

Much more than fame.

You knew you were wise,

But young you were not.

Take care, look after

The battles once fought.

You spoke most clear

And hardest to understand

A pensieve full of memories

You lost your right hand

How did it feel

Oh one who is wise

And patient

And good

To see so many eyes

Always asking

Always begging

Wondering and doubting

You.

How does it feel

Now they are dead?

How would you change

The lives that they lead?

You wished to control

The ones who went wrong

You wished to prevent

But their will was strong.

The picture they saw

No detail it lacked

This bubble of perfection,

They knew they could have.

You watched till you could watch no more

You taught them all then opened the door.

All the while your thoughts do swirl

What should I do,

And why must I do it?

Which choice is right

And how do I see it?

Sometimes a question ignites a flame

From beneath a lock

And there is something there

That you thought not.

How many combinations in your future are left

How many people asking which choice is best

How many thoughts do you wish to relieve

In which individual do you really believe?

Born with a talent

You've grown up alone

Your strength and your weakness

As you as your bone

And then you have seen him

The one who'll become

A wise man so strong,

Your job is now done.

Teach him all

Teach it quick

Others have seen him

Keep him good

Keep him strong

Others will need him

Cry, wise man, you know how life is.

Die, old man, and let the young live.