A/N: This is my first attempt at a poem (on fanfiction) and I would like to have feedback... It's from Lily's P.O.V. and well... not much more to say except...enjoy!
Disclaimer: Theres not really much for me to own. J. K. Rowling owns the characters. This, however, was inspired by Edgar Allen Poe who's peoms are amazing.
The night is dark,
And I sit at the window, glazing the ebony sky.
A creak.
What's this?
I turn to find nothing more than an empty room.
An empty room. Nothing more.
No life. An empty room. Nothing more.
Where has he gone?
The sky is dark and he is gone.
Oh, how I wish for him to return!
I sit and wait, every day, every moment,
To see that he will come, safe.
The rain pidders out the paine.
Tapping rhythmically.
Tip-tap Tip-tap.
Another creak.
I clutch my womb.
Tip-tap.
Why hasn't he come?
Tip-tap.
Flash.
Tip-tap.
Creak.
Tip-tap.
Tip-tap.
Tip-tap.
Creak.
I turn, frightened.
Nothing. No one.
An empty room. Nothing more.
No life. An empty room. Nothing more.
I clutch my womb tighter.
The baby kicks. It knows, It knows,
how I wait and worry,
how I fret.
Come home!
Come home!
Tip-tap.
Tip-tap.
Tip-tap.
Crrreeeeaaaak.
I gasp.
This creak was different.
A door opening maybe?
With my heart, beating loudly in my chest, I turn anxiously,
"JAMES!"
He's home. He's safe.
A/N: Well...how was it? Please REVIEW!!!!