Last poem everyone! From Morgana's POV, alas this fic has been rather short, but I hoped you liked it all the same :)

Reviews much appreciated!

How

How did I get to be here?

Alone in this dark, cold hovel,

Feeling like I have not a friend in the world.

Once I had friends, and a family,

But I did not even know it.

I once lived in a castle full of riches,

I want them back now, but to feed my own greed.

I let out an exasperated sigh,

How did I get to be like this?

So bitter and cruel and power hungry

Is this how I really want to be remembered?

Sometimes I think about my old friends, and I miss them,

Gwen, Arthur, Gaius,

How did such close bonds break?

I even miss Uther, hard that is to believe.

But Merlin...

It's Merlin I miss most of all.