Disclaimer: Dumbledore along w/all the HP ideas belong to mrs joe rowling, and we all know it and I love her!
Dedicated to Dumbledore
Giving and giving what you cannot get back
Ensuring heat, when warmth you do lack.
Completely deserted, the island you live on.
Completely booked your efforts till they're gone.
Sharing with others the drops of your soul
Emptying, emptying, you are no longer whole.
Born even, looked up to as you've grown old
Your desire for knowledge eventually foretold
You knew all the answers
You met all the men.
You beat all the worst,
Why do it again?
For your own life, you cared not
You knew not your name
Was strength and security
Much more than fame.
You knew you were wise,
But young you were not.
Take care, look after
The battles once fought.
You spoke most clear
And hardest to understand
A pensieve full of memories
You lost your right hand
How did it feel
Oh one who is wise
And patient
And good
To see so many eyes
Always asking
Always begging
Wondering and doubting
You.
How does it feel
Now they are dead?
How would you change
The lives that they lead?
You wished to control
The ones who went wrong
You wished to prevent
But their will was strong.
The picture they saw
No detail it lacked
This bubble of perfection,
They knew they could have.
You watched till you could watch no more
You taught them all then opened the door.
All the while your thoughts do swirl
What should I do,
And why must I do it?
Which choice is right
And how do I see it?
Sometimes a question ignites a flame
From beneath a lock
And there is something there
That you thought not.
How many combinations in your future are left
How many people asking which choice is best
How many thoughts do you wish to relieve
In which individual do you really believe?
Born with a talent
You've grown up alone
Your strength and your weakness
As you as your bone
And then you have seen him
The one who'll become
A wise man so strong,
Your job is now done.
Teach him all
Teach it quick
Others have seen him
Keep him good
Keep him strong
Others will need him
Cry, wise man, you know how life is.
Die, old man, and let the young live.
