dont everyone all gasp at once but i actually wrote a poem. I KNOW I KNOW! but yeah, a very good friend once tried to explain to me the art of poetry, of which at the moment of which i did not follow at all. and i know this isn't any good, i whipped it up in like five minutes flat really, but i only get in a poem mood once every three blue moons. live it up i guess.

I tried to write a song,
To hum the tune into your ear
To let you know just what was on my mind
That every second
Of everyday that I caught the sight of you
Sent the same mind reeling
I'd put it into a melody
One that you would surely love
But then I remembered
I'm no musician.

So maybe I'd dance
I'd twirl and twirl and spin all around
Watch my sight turn into a dizzy haze
All the colors weave together
All the straight lines turn into circles.
Nothing would be confusing
It'd all mesh together
But then I remembered how each time I tried to dance
My feet always failed me
I'm no ballerina

Then maybe I'd write you a ballad
It'd tell the same story
The one that haunts our days
Except it wouldn't be the tragedy outside my window
It'd have to be a comedy
So we could watch it later and howl with glee
And forget all the bad beyond the door
Yet it just struck me
And once again I remembered a pitfall
I'm not playwright either.

So I thought about it the other day
that's why you didn't see me
I was caved up in my room
Thinking of ways to show you
To tell you
To make you see
All the ways you means so much to me
But I figured I figure something out
And I quite think I did
We'll just have to see.

"Not a writer," he scoffed with a smile, holding the piece of paper in his hand fondly, looking at her even more so. "So what did you decide on Baby Bell?"

She gave him a crooked smile of sorts, mirth filling her green eyes as she looked up at the older Weasley boy. "Happy Birthday Charlie," she said congenially and as quickly as she pulled his mouth down on hers.

Well, i don't know if the ending made any sense at all butCharlie needed some love. And apparently so does Ash (xx.just. cause I totally bypassed her birthday back way when in march. Don't know how that one happened. So this is for ash, who tried to exaplain poetry to me, as i mentioned before. shes fab and if yo havent read this girls stuff by now youre either ridiculously new here or a complete fool. hahahaha

HAPPY BELATED BIRTHDAY GIRLIE!

lots o love!