A Tribute to Greatness

by Maraudersgirl44

Let's pretend that Sirius's body is returned and given a proper burial for the sake of poetic license. This is how I think that Remus would feel visiting the casket and the gravestone of his very best friend. Not slash, but if you want to think it is, g

Disclaimer:  Again, I own nothing, and JK Rowling owns everything.  Way to make me feel quite insignificant in the scheme of things…. 

A single rose waits for him 

A tribute to his memory  

His life so short so unfulfilled

His dreams his hopes forever lost 

The choir sings angelic voices

Rise among the rafters 

Still he is silent so

Silent stony cold

And nothing will ever change that 
Black billows off of his gaunt frame

There boxed in for eternity  

So close to him but yet so far 

In the great beyond where the

Voices call 

One lone person on the stony ridge 

Stands before his brother 

Looks over his desolate demise 

Laments his unfortunate end 

Wonders what could have been

He looks down for a sign for

Any emotion any characteristics of the man that once was

But there is only gray skin stretched over motionless

Teeth and a blank stare

Whose laughter has died whose fire has suddenly 

Gone out 

A tear runs down his cheek as he remembers

All that was and all that will never be

He leaves a single rose

Beside the stone

There waiting for him 

A tribute

To the memory 

Of greatness