A/N: So this is a poem I actually wrote in eighth grade, but I kept thinking about it and how much it seemed to fit Alfons Heidrich. I just couldn't get him out of my head. So here you go.


-Title: Hope- -Word Count: 128- -Warnings: umm... poetry? oh yeah, and kinda CoS. Thanks cheeseycraziness for reminding me!!-
I hope for accomplishment

To leave my mark here

Before I'm gone.

Like immortal footprints

In the sands of time,

Never to fade.

So that years from now

Someone will come upon

What's left of me

And say,

"He has been here.

He has lived.

And he has made a difference."

I hope that

I will be remembered

Long after my time,

When the trees have grown

The land has changed

And only the rock remains.

I hope to be as strong

As stone,

The core, the rock,

My heart

Always the same

As it was today,

In this moment.

I hope that, even after the years have passed,

People can know me

As I am now.

For if I am not forgotten

I can never be truly gone.


A/N: What do you think of the poetry. I'm pretty sure I'll just stick to plain old drabbles after this. I think they come out much better. Anyway, review!!!