You've been in your icy kingdom far too long
listening to nature's lonely song,
echoing across the ice,
the ice that seemed so nice.
But the cold,
it stuck to you like mold.
Hitting your heart,
like a dart
going in too deep.
And now you sleep,
but memories haunt,
and they taunt.
Years later, you met your fate.
By now it was too late.
Betrayed by your own son,
far away from your beloved one.
Now you're alone, aren't you,
waiting to begin anew.
Okay, okay. I know this is short. But some poems are. I apologize, but still. I will wait to reveal this one. Well, actually, you can guess. And then find out if you're right. Anonymous, Dragonsmatter, thank you! And Anonymous, I have made a prophecy once. I guess I'll post it, maybe above a new chapter, so people can see. Thanks,
Winter Kitty