Marcella: I'm so ashamed! I haven't updated in forever! UGHH!
EMMETT: That's okay! WE still lo-
(Rosalie clears her throat behind Emmett. Emmett shuts the hell up)
ESME: Is it my turn?
Marcella: Yes, yes it is.
Disclaimer: I don't own Twilight, my left foot, or Esme. (I don't own
my right foot either. But I do own- nope, I don't own Alison.)
Alison: That's right. You don't own me. You do own these beautiful poems however. On with the poem.
Esme
Happiness,
Love,
Compassion.
These are my powers.
They grew on me and I felt
Strange.
I didn't know this feelings,
Until...
(A/N I was thinking of stopping there, but decided not to)
(B/N because that would be cruel and unusual punishment to the readers)
Until he died.
Roman.
My first son.
My heart stopped,
and I no longer needed to
Breath.
I opened my heart only after,
I was completely and utterly,
Dead.
Marcella: I did it! I did it! (gives side long glance at Alison) We
did it! We did it!
ALISON: That was fantastic. You deserve all the credit.
Marcella: No I don't, now stop being like that!!!! (Marcella still hugs Alison)
ESME: Thank you, Marcella that was a beautiful poem of me. (Esme
blinds Alison and Marcella with a beautiful vampire smile. Marcella and Alison wish they had that affect on people. Jamie ((Marcella's husband)) want's a cheeseburger)
Alison: Since when did Jamie get involved here?
Marcella: Since he snuck on to the computer and added the part about the cheeseburger and made me stop writing so we could all go out to eat. Review!!