hey peoples! my darling sirius's poem. please read and review! do i look like a blonde, middle-aged millionaire pom? didn't think so.
A minute of suspense
An hour of dread
To hear the word
That your best friends dead
Sirius sat in silence
Of his heart, empty, forlorn
He couldn't bear that
His best mate was gone
A home, once joyful
Taken, diminished
His best mates' life,
Beaten, finished
On that fateful night;
Sirius would always remember
He thought of a hope
A glitter, an ember.
His mind became turmoil
Of thoughts, disarray
He could find another
Like his beloved hair spray.
next chappie- a general type of poem.