I hate Renesmee. I won't deny it, but Bella loved it so I wrote a poem. :P
My Little Thing
I thought that I was happy
I felt I was complete.
Who knew a little stomach bump
could give me such a treat.
My one and only lover
wanted to have it killed.
By now my heart grew twice in size
the little thing, it filled.
I wouldn't let it die in vain
so one came and befriended.
There was one place I found refuge
Rosalie condescended.
She helped through the bad and worse
through me, she helped the thing.
Then came the night we were waiting
with all the pain it'd bring.
I still remember Jacob's face
it used to be so sullen
when on that night, my thing was born
Renesmee Carlie Cullen.