Just a poem I wrote from Fred's point of view after his death. I'm so sad over it.
When I heard the words
That our side was ready to fight
I stood along side my friends
And all my fears took flight
As we waited for our destinies to begin
Our long last brother returned
And I knew somewhere in my mind
This would be one of ours end
I fought with my returned brother
And tried to keep things calm
But as I smiled at Harry
I knew
My time had finally come
Death held his hand out to me
Surprisingly, it was warm
I smiled my famous smile
And tried to sway Death with my charm
But he told me I could not go back
I thought of my brother George then
And I knew he would make up
For all in life that I had lacked