Sarah Dowd Harten/Taylor 1/3
January Book Project Poem
Fallen Through the Veil
He was the father I never had.
He was the one thing I looked forward to.
And now he's gone.
Gone.
Gone.
Harry he's not gone, Harry, he's there.
He's only just fallen through,
what else can I do?
I can't wait for him to just come back out!
"Harry, he's gone. Harry, he's dead."
They tell me,
But the words won't lock in my head.
He's not gone, he's not dead.
He's only fallen through the veil.
Surely,
I would've felt the connection gone.
The connection...
The mirror.
He's got the other half,
but mine's not here.
Even if it was,
The battle is raging,
my mind is racing.
I don't know what to do.
My friends are half dead,
the enemy's alive
and I'm the reason why.
And the scenes of him run through my head,
the first meeting.
Ron, Hermione, Lupin, Pettigrew, Sirius.
Umbridge's office.
"SIRIUS!" I yell,
I scream,
and plead.
But he's gone.
He's just fallen through, Harry,
Go and save him, Harry.
Sirius Black was my only chance of happiness.
He's the father I've always dreamed of.
"He's dead,"
lock's in my head.
It's my fault.
"Come back, Sirius, please."
You've only just fallen through.