I don't own Gundam Wing. This is a short, sad, suicidal poem in Heero's POV. You fill in the blanks. Don't read this if you don't want to hear anything sad, but I would be very grateful to hear any comments, suggestions, and/or corrections. Thanks.

"On Gold and Silver Snow"

Defeat has caught me the last time

I have nowhere to go.

The ground is cold and glistening

with gold and silver snow.

They said I was the perfect soldier

but they were very wrong.

I was just good at make-believe

and I was never strong.

Emotion made me realize

something I never knew.

I hadn't loved and no one cared

until I met you.

You taught me how to love my life.

I knew not what to say. . . .

But you will never know my tears.

It has to end this way.

Purest snow is thick with crimson

and my eyes dark with cold

laden with the silent tears

that never were so bold.

Tell my friends I won't be home

but tell them I am near.

Don't tell them to come find me.

They know that I am here.

Don't tell them I am dying.

They already know.

Tell them I will meet my death

on gold and silver snow.



-Foxfire