My Notes: Ok, here's one more poem by me. Hehehe I thought I finally was ready to start my Zelda fan fiction when I got the urge to start a poem about *you guessed it* the Cucco Lady. Haven't you ever wondered about her?...Ok so maybe you haven't but I can't get some peace until I write this thing so you'll have to suffer anyways ^_^. Please PLEASE send me responses. Comments keep my creative juices flowing and allow me to become better at writing. Thanks so much to everyone who reviewed my other poems and I hope you do the same to this one. Enjoy!




Cuccos Lady


I am known merely as the Cuccos Lady

The pretty young woman who wears the sad face

The one with the well known obsession

Who's annoying fowl are always out of place


I tell all the people about my bothersome trouble

That I get goose bumps when cuccos touch me

But don't these passing strangers listen

I can't help but wonder, do me they at all see?


Why don't they realize that it is strange

And ask, "Why bother owning something you are allergic of?"

Yet they just walk away as if I said nothing at all

Then murmur, "The cuccos are that woman's love."


But I don't love them nor do I adore them

When around those birds I never experience joy

Rather they hold a sentimental value in my heart

Those cuccos remind me of that special boy


My brother was so kind and gentle

Never a harsh word did he utter

He would sit outside our house all day

Just silently dreaming and watching his cuccos flutter


Even though I was allergic of his birds,

I would often sit down by his side

He would teach me how to care for the cuccos

And let me help him find where the birds hide


But then all those glorious times disappeared

I can remember the most horrible day

I became jealous for his attention as he played with his cuccos

"I hate you! All you like are those stupid birds," I did say


I broke his heart at that moment

And he swiftly ran out of Kokario Town

He fled from me and never came back

As the hot tears came tumbling down


My brother stumbled upon the mysterious Lost Woods

Disoriented and gloomy, in the forest he hid

The noises in the dark made him tremble in fear

Then arose from the earth a mangled Stalkid


The lost chid's eyes were as bright red as burning embers

And my brother became gripped with fright

The Stalkid whispered, "You are one of us now and for all eternity."

My loving brother spilled a tear as his soul was taken by the night


The boy's dismal fate was sealed

The Lost Woods wove her silky hateful hand

Around my dear beautiful brother's youthful quivering body

And in his place a small old stooped over figure did stand


My brother fell to the ground in a tired heap

The Stalkid gently touched the boy's gray sagging head

And then the lost child left, leaving my brother all alone

"I'll miss my sister forever," the misfortuned boy faintly said


I feel guilty almost every waking moment

Have you any idea how much that hurts inside?

To know you were responsible for your loved one's wrongful destiny

My only brother is permanently lost to me, I now confide


I, the Cucco Lady, wish for no sympathy

Yet instead I hope for a listening ear

I tend to these birds in my poor brother's leave

And wish my dreary story might someone hear


Then maybe the town's folk would understand

I am not truly a Cucco Lady at all

"But a young woman in need of her brother,"

I say this now with a sigh as a crystal tear does fall