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!!!
