A/N: This is a special poem that I wrote, I was inspired at the time. I don't quite know how I came up with the words, but they actually came to me as a song format. But, they seemed to fit Cinderpelt the best that they could, so, I wrote them out like this. I know that no one requested it, but since I am going on vacation this week, I won't be able to update when I had planned, and I can't exactly put the next poem up right now, since it's not quite finished. (I've had this stored for a while, just haven't posted it in case someone wanted to request Cinderpelt. :D) So, please, enjoy, since I'm sorry that I won't be able to get the next poem up when I had planned. (Since I forgot that we were going on vacation...Eheh...)

Warnings: Spoilers for The New Prophecy. (I know that many of you have read it, but I still have to take precautions.)

Disclaimers: Nyah, I don't own Warriors...Simple as that.

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Cinderpelt - Death Is Not For Mourning

No matter what they say,

No matter what kind of day,

No matter what is caused,

No matter what is paused,

Death is not for mourning.

When sadness falls,

And grief does call,

And even your own heart breaks,

Death still is not for mourning.

It is for rejoicing,

It is for rebirth,

It is for singing,

Death is to celebrate the Earth.

So no matter what has happened,

No matter what spirits have been dampened,

No matter what is ever going on,

Death was never a time for sadness,

Never a time for grief.

Death has never been for mourning,

It has always been the budding of a new leaf.

So, I will not listen when you call,

I will not be there to break your fall.

I will be dead,

But should you mourn,

Forget your long life's thread.

I will leave you behind,

Running from all fears,

To a place where I can be solaced,

And hold close all my dears.

You shall not distract me,

Nor shall you flock to me,

For I am death,

And you must never mourn me.

-Does anyone know when death does call? Does anyone know what makes dying flesh crawl? Truely it is the mourn of loss, for death is not meant to be grieved upon. The dead are to be wished good-will, on their long road up ahead. But never are they to be mourned, for that just calls for hatred. So learn a lesson all you fools, for Death Is Not For Mourning.

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A/N: There we go, my special poem that came as a song. I hope you enjoyed.

FW/N (Fernwhisker Note): Thank you for reviewing everyone, and as a special treat, I'd like to thank each of our reviewers so far!

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Me (Annonymous)

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mysterys

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Thank you so much for your wonderful reviews, you guys are what kept us going while writing these poems!

(She is right, you know.)

Signed: CeruleanRider and Fernwhisker, two respected cats of ThunderClan.