This part is dedicated to Flippityflop for being the first person to comment on this. I have decided that if people comment, I will respond. So,
Flippityflop: Thanks! :) I am an odd person, so it makes sense...
ReadingReader(guest): Yeah, it is kinda poetry, isn't it?
Now, on to the actual poetic not-a-poem!
PoV: Sally to Annabeth
From the first time I saw you,
I knew that you were a fighter.
A warrior.
Percy adored you from the start.
He might not have known, but I did.
A mother always knows.
You took care of my boy.
You corrected his grammar.
You taught him about life, about history, about friendship.
You know how worried he was when you were kidnapped?
He worried nonstop.
Then you were safe, and Percy was safe.
You asked him to come with him to the Labyrinth.
You kissed him.
You were jealous of Rachel.
You planned a war with him.
You took a knife for him
You won the war with him.
You were there for him when I couldn't be.
When he dissappeared, you searched for him.
When you found him, you wouldn't leave him.
You found the Athena Parthenos.
Then you fell. Both of you.
You came back scarred and won the war.
You made plans for your future.
I couldn't ask for a better girl for my boy.
I couldn't ask for a better daughter.
I know it was short, but...