This is a poem I wrote for English class about the books. You can read this while I try to get rid of my writers block and write an ypdate for ya'. I'll try to hurry. Any suggestions? Thanks for the reviews. Any suggestions on what can happen in Annie's time?
I could not love you, dear, so much, loved I not honor more.
Time
Wintertime in the forest
We see a carrage on a nearby road
Decorated with golden scrollwork
The Stratton initials
The mare's breaath visable
In the cold winter air
A gentle wind blows
Through the bare trees
Suroundng a young couple
It teases the silken black hair
Off the young woman's face
Fear shows in her dark eyes
Her dress is of pale yellow
Silk, to her ankles
Typical for a girl her age
Yet, somehow, she doesn't fit in
A young man stands beside her
Handsome dispite his wire-rimmed glasses
His eyes mirror her own
But there is somthing else
Love
He is dressed in his dinner attitire
Black suit complete with large starched collar
Gold cuff links and squishy white bowtie
They have been here before
Annie always has to leave
But not like this
Not so final
Tense silence hangs between them
Annie can feel the weight of the long skirts
Against her ankles
Hear them swish against the snow
Strat reaches for her hand
Her eyes grow wide
As the wind picks up
Almost violent now
It savagely whips her raven hair
Around her face
She can hardly breathe
But it's not her corset
Her heart pounds against it's wire cage
She starts to cry
Tears falling untamed
He gently wipes them away
With a loving hand
Holds her against him
Comforting her
He can feel dampness
Her tears on his shoulder
She is there
So close
She begins to fade
He can't see her
His beautiful and loving
Sweet Anna Sophia
Out of time
Gone forever
I could not love you, dear, so much, loved I not honor more.
Time
Wintertime in the forest
We see a carrage on a nearby road
Decorated with golden scrollwork
The Stratton initials
The mare's breaath visable
In the cold winter air
A gentle wind blows
Through the bare trees
Suroundng a young couple
It teases the silken black hair
Off the young woman's face
Fear shows in her dark eyes
Her dress is of pale yellow
Silk, to her ankles
Typical for a girl her age
Yet, somehow, she doesn't fit in
A young man stands beside her
Handsome dispite his wire-rimmed glasses
His eyes mirror her own
But there is somthing else
Love
He is dressed in his dinner attitire
Black suit complete with large starched collar
Gold cuff links and squishy white bowtie
They have been here before
Annie always has to leave
But not like this
Not so final
Tense silence hangs between them
Annie can feel the weight of the long skirts
Against her ankles
Hear them swish against the snow
Strat reaches for her hand
Her eyes grow wide
As the wind picks up
Almost violent now
It savagely whips her raven hair
Around her face
She can hardly breathe
But it's not her corset
Her heart pounds against it's wire cage
She starts to cry
Tears falling untamed
He gently wipes them away
With a loving hand
Holds her against him
Comforting her
He can feel dampness
Her tears on his shoulder
She is there
So close
She begins to fade
He can't see her
His beautiful and loving
Sweet Anna Sophia
Out of time
Gone forever
