A/N: This is just a little idea that came to me whilst writing my other DW story Remembering Mr Pink. It's going to part of a series and I will include other fandoms. I hope you like this, and I just want to thank ClaraNoblePond because I had been struggling with writing this, but then I re-read her story Doctor Who Poetry and it helped me to get the feel of poetry. Anyway, enough of me, here it is.
Disclaimer: I do not own Doctor Who or any of the characters.
11th Doctor
Doctor, Doctor, why are you old?
Your hair has turned white, your hands have grown cold.
Doctor, Doctor, why are you sad?
You two hearts are breaking, was it really that bad?
Doctor, Doctor, why did you lie?
You said never them, that they'd never die.
Doctor, Doctor, where have you been?
Up in the clouds, where you're never seen.
Doctor, Doctor, you seem so lost.
But you know time travelling has its cost.
You were a team, the Ponds and you.
Now you're the only one left to start anew.
Doctor, Doctor, your salvation has come.
Look up, grab her hand, and whisper, run.
Doctor, Doctor, see her at last.
Clara Oswald, the Impossible Girl, the one from the past.
Doctor, Doctor, your time is at an end.
You have been much to us, including a friend.
Doctor, Doctor, the Eleventh hour is past,
The clock is striking Twelve at last.
A/N: How was it? I'm hoping this was okay, as it took me at least four attempts to get it right. This is going to be for all those who died, hence the title We Remember. If you have a request, just review or PM me and I'll do my best to get it up. There's also going to be one for all the Doctors, from 1-11. I hope you enjoyed it, and please tell me what you think. Feedback is always much appreciated.