Dumbledore's Poem
From that moment the fire dies
a star shines upon you.
A green searing light flies
takes your soul from me.
Aphoenix flies above your head
chill voice filled of sorrow.
And though I wish you weren't dead
Old bumblebee, oldy.
Shitza: I think I mentioned once I would make a poem after the sixth fic, and tonight I finally found inspiration. Hope you liked this as well, this is a poetry collection.