Sorry, I really suck at poetry, but I couldn't get this out of my head. Hopefully the poetry bug will not take me again.
At the Close
Shadows at the window
Shadows at the door
Fear takes hold and grips me tight
My savior is no more
O
If light smiles on us
If our cause is right
If our struggle is so true
Why this cold, wretched night?
O
My lover and my hero
He whose heart was brave
Stood upright and fought and fell
Him I could not save
O
Another love behind me
Bright new hope for all
If I stand and fight for him
Not all my love need fall
O
My future is before me
My eyes will not see day
Will mother's love prove strong enough
Will my love light his way?
O
Now look fear in the eye
Plead mercy from the dark
I think my life a worthy trade
But evil leaves its mark
O
I recall my dying thoughts
And gaze upon my son
He walks with phantoms at the close
My own, the Chosen One
O
My love has been enough
My love sustains him still
We stand, we phantoms, with him now
We let him look his fill
O
My lover at my side
Our pride and joy here, too
Our struggle is at its end
Our cause has proven true
O
He walks forth to join us
He has no more to fear
He understand our sacrifice
Why we join him here
O
As he meets his death
Gives away his all
He looks just like his father
So brave, and standing tall
O
My son has no future
Of love and loss and strife
He deserves a better fate
He deserves his life
O
It doesn't hurt, the dying
It hurts to have you near
But show no fear, love, end it now
And I will be right here
