How will we go on for long with the head of all things gone?
An ode to you I've written, but it is not a song.
How can we survive without your healing hands?
Without you, Voldemort will conquer all the lands.
Your death was sudden, and too soon
Faded are the sun, stars and moon
Without your wisdom, strength and fears
Things will go on and on, for many years
An ode to you I've written, but it is not a song
Please do come back, and do not take so long
We miss you, love you, need you badly
In your place, I'd go gladly
Albus, peace be with you, guide us through the night
And maybe we will beat him, may it be tonight
xx