As Jack lingered in that small town,
To watch that mysterious girl grow.
He found no more reason to frown,
No more mystery in the snow.
Life made sense to him,
Here, he was at peace.
Though, the one thing that still troubled him,
No one saw him in that place.
Jack sighed, as he sat in the square,
Wondering just what it might take.
Why was it that not a soul saw him there?
Could he have made some mistake?
He had spent endless nights,
Talking to the man in the moon.
Why was he here? Was this life worth the fights?
He hoped he'd have his answer soon.
He heard a pair of giggles from the open door,
Watching as the two princesses ran by.
"Little late to be up, don't you think?" Jack smiled more.
He followed them, after one last glance at the sky.
He watched the girls, as they danced and played,
Snowflakes falling all around.
He considered joining in their merriment, but behind the door he stayed,
As the tragic end ensued and the room froze to the ground.
Time went on again,
But the girls were never together.
The younger, Anna, tried hard to reach out, in vain.
Her sister Elsa, shut away forever.
Jack felt for the girl, as he watched Elsa from outside.
They were both so lonely and afraid.
But when he tried to reach out to her, the ice erupted inside,
Her fear never swayed.
"She's just like me," Jack told himself,
As he sat upon her window sill, she paced her room.
"I don't know how I'd handle it, myself,"
He glanced in the window, "Trapped all alone with my gloom."
She seldom left her icy prison
The last time was to see her parents off to sea.
To a neighboring kingdom, where a situation has arisen,
Returning in just 2 weeks.
Then suddenly, Jack had a plan,
As he watched them leave.
The trip would be rough, maybe he could lend a hand,
To safely get them across the sea.
He followed them to their ship,
And even further out to sea.
"Why was I worried? They couldn't have had a better trip!"
Jack grinned as he held onto the sail, grateful how easy it seemed to be!
In his excitement, he flew the drafts on ahead,
Stirring up some quells on the water.
He wanted to bring some life to the sea so dead,
It seemed no fun with waves so much softer.
But Jack couldn't predict how the sea would react,
No idea it would take a turn for the worse.
As he stirred up the squalls, ignoring the fact,
That the waves swallowed the ship like a curse.
Jack retreated, horrified by his own actions,
Returning to the town as quick as he could.
Word had reached them of the oceans actions,
Devastation rocked the small world.
Jack wandered the town frantically,
"I'm sorry! This all my fault! What have I done...?"
But no one saw him, heard him, engulfed in the tragedy,
Jack fell to his knees, left to his sadness all alone.
The funeral came and went quick,
Only one princess present through the ceremony.
Jack stood beside her, in place of her sister who played sick.
As he watched her cry, he once again gave his testimony.
"It's my fault, Anna," Jack's guilt overtook him,
"I should have just stayed behind."
But never once did she look up at him,
Nothing but air she would find.
Jack took off, to himself he advised,
A gust blowing after him.
Anna looked up, almost surprised,
To see nothing but the wind.
Jack stopped by Elsa's room, one last time,
But through the window it was blurry.
With much dismay, he tapped three times,
And wrote in the frost, "I'm sorry."