Ok now this is a poem written by Harry for his father.
You may have pulled many pranks
Your soul resting on the silver bank
Even if you make me sad
I love you dad
You may not be here
But my love for you is sincere
Once you died
I cried
Peter makes me mad
I love you dad.
Ok I hope you enjoyed! I have decided to make poems from harry to everyone he loves, so this is NOT a oneshot anymore.
Auf Wiedersehen!
Tina!
