Part I: How They Came
Have you ever wondered,
Have you ever heard
The story of the Legendary Three
Before they were legends
What made them legends?
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The best of life has always come in three:
The Star, the Moon, and the Sun,
Day, Night, and Twilight between,
Anger, Joy, and Despair
To name a few.
And they stayed true to
This pattern of life.
The destiny of three born.
.
They were born in times of peace
A newborn peace –
How appropriate a time! –
In a period where life
Was moving on
As is its duty.
.
The first to appear
Was born in the heart of Spring,
A little girl
With rosette locks
And eyes as green as
The equally newborn sprouts
.
The second born came
In the midst of Summer,
To a renowned, old clan of a history
As dark as their features, save for their skin,
Hidden. The second born, the second prince
Of the clan head
.
The third and last to arrive
Saw the world for the first time
As the heat waned and leaves turned.
His secret Autumn birth brought
A short-lived joy, for it was the day
His new world collapsed
And he was to blame.
This is a long one, so I'll be publishing in nine parts (hint hint, the nine parts means something! Whoever gets it gets a prize), more or less of this same length.
I enjoy poetry, but I'm not terribly apt at writing it, so this is me trying my hand at it/ practicing.
Any feedback is welcome, because I'd like to improve my poetry. Not that I write a whole lot of it anyway… Anyway.
Hope you enjoyed!