Hey guys! Special thanks to everyone who reviewed. I know poetry isn't the funnest thing to read but I'm glad you all liked it. Here is my latest poem from the Harry Potter Stories:
Disclaimer: I own NOT Harry Potter or his magical world.
A Mother's Love
I watch my children grow
And pride instills my heart.
They are all I hoped for
I love each and every one
Bill was always a smart one
Who loved just what he did,
He never let anyone
Tell him what to be.
And most of all he's never cared
About what others think.
Even with his odd fashion
I cannot but feel pride,
Because all of his decisions
Came from the inside.
Charlie was so different,
He also had his way.
Strong and daring
He helped me everyday.
He is independent
In a crazy sort of way.
Loves the work he does
With a grin on his face.
Percy is another story,
One of great regret.
Ever since he was young
He always used his head.
Full of ambition
He had no space for loyalty,
And even thought he deserted
His caring family
I cannot help but love him.
No matter what he does
He is and always will be
my own flesh and blood.
The twins are very special
My dears Fred and George
Always causing trouble
But loyal to the bone.
If anything I never expected
Much success from both
But now I see that out of all
Success they'll bring the most.
And then comes my dear Ronniekins.
Who fill my heart with joy
His courage and loyalty
Surpass his brothers all.
He may not be the smartest
The strongest or the best
But when it comes to bravery
He always passes the test.
And finally sweet Ginny
Who keeps her head up high
So warm and caring,
A delightfully devious girl.
She's brave like all her brothers,
Can take care of herself
My greatest support
In times of very needed help.
Hermione.
Such a sweet girl,
Smart, rational and caring.
I love her like my own.
Cool logic and her daring
Make me truly proud,
That someday she'll marry
Into my family
Once Ron and her go steady.
And finally my Harry,
Who has part of my heart.
Ever since I met him,
I've cared for him so much.
He is part of the family
He brings us love and joy.
It kills us all
That Harry is so badly hurt and torn.
It's up to us, Hermione and Ron
To fix our sweet boy wonder.
He became Ron's best friend
And now he is a Weasly
His heart is now with us
Our thought always with him
In life, death and spirit,
A Weasly he will be.
Sometimes I wonder
How I split my love
In so many directions
So stretched and afar
Do I have that much affection?
But now I come to realize
Something I should've known
A mother love never divides
It simply multiplies.
Phew! I hope you all liked it. In case you didn't figure it out it was Mrs. Weasly. I'm sorry to those that wanted a Hermione poem. I'm just not inspired by her…yet. I'll keep trying thought. REVIEW PLEASE!