Hey everyone! I don't know if this is any good…I just got the inspiration for it and wrote down what appeared in my head. So…Please review and tell me what you think!

What Child Is This?

"What child is this,

Which you hold in your hands?

Where did he come from?

Is he yours or is he not?"

"He is the child of mercy,

Whom upon us was bestowed.

He holds the fate of the world,

In his tiny, but strong, hands."

"Ah, so it is he who shall save us,

From the evil that has reigned.

Even though, on this day,

He has lost his entire family.

He has lost the loving world that he had,

He now will go to his cruel relatives,

And with them he shall stay."

"But, Albus, must he really?

Is there not somewhere else he can go?

Somewhere loving and which he will welcome?"

"No, there is not. There is no other place for him.

He has no other blood relatives,

No one to whom he can turn.

He shall go to these Dursleys,

And with them he shall be safe,

From the watching eyes of the wizards,

Which, towards him, hold only hate.

So now I lay you upon this doorstep,

And it is here that I shall leave you.

Sleep well, young Potter,

And dream sweet dreams of those who love you."