YAY Im back!

Well lets see i still do requests but mostly for Naruto now...I have up to chapter 319(+) and seen 199(+)

Just leave me a message or email me for requests remember to add...character and emotions for the poem...

Thank you and enjoy!

He lived in the streets,
Looking for Food,
Killed his parents,
In the blindness of anger and fear.

He sat on the bridge,
Looking at the feet of people going by.
When a man stopped,
One snowy day,

With a look of curiosity,
In his black eyes,
The man took the boy as his own,
Trained him to be a tool.

Only to be used for killing,
A tool for his own Purpose.
The boy agreed,
No doubt in his mind.

Now the boy lay taking his last breaths,
As his father-like being,
Is laid down beside him.

The fathers last words,
ring in his head,
a lone tear Cascades,
Down his rounded face.

Snow starts falling.
Just like on that day,
As he takes his last breath,
He remembers the good and bad,
Of his mysterious life.

To protect someone presious,
Was what he fought for.
The purpose now given to someone else.

The person with this new purpose,
Will never forget,
The boy who died,
to keep someones dreams.

The boy named Haku.