From Sister to Sister
If I could understand
Maybe I would like it too
Instead you come home
Pockets full of mice
And I am overshadowed
Unnatural
What if I were 'special' too?
I would go away
You would be so happy
Wouldn't you?
Sharing that world
Unnatural
Spouting nonsense words
Waving your hands
All offended at Halloween
They don't know
What you really are
Unnatural
And if I were there
Instead of right here
Being what you should have been
What would I have been
Would I be
Unnatural
When Ruler-of-Da-World suggested Petunia for a poem, I didn't think I could do that, but there was always that one line from the book... Something about coming home with dormouse in her pockets or whatever... It kinda stuck with me. I hope you're as pleased with this as I am. . Cheers!