They protected their son through thick and thin,
They showed their love goes deep within.
Though they have perished,
They Live On,
Through their Memory,
and Through their Son

To James and Lily

Thats mighty Gud

wow tat sooo gooodd!!!

Thanks, Im working on another one, but It will take a little while.

*blushes* aww shucks

*sigh* I love Harry Potter poetry. That was a great poem!

Im so happy! *cries* I almost never get good feedback on that stuff.

I think you posted this somewhwere else before now Sarah.
I remember it from somewhere. :online2long:
Hmmmmm. :huh: :huh: :huh:
I remember posting to it saying I loved it. :)
I still love it!!!!!!!! :blink:
Hmmmmm. :huh:

Oh well.....here's a new one

He's midnight black,
he lives at night
when people see (him)
they run in fright
but Potter Boy
he is so brave
the heart of a lion
the courage of a knave
He follwed his godfather
through to the grave
Though sirius vanished,
he survives
in our hearts
and through our lives.

To Sirius Black

Oh wow!!!
just wow!!!

You like, Alley?

Yeah,you bet!!!!!!! :blink: :mrgreen: :lol: :blink: :mrgreen: B) :sorcerer: :sorcerer: :sorcerer:

*blushes* Thanks! :mrgreen: :zorro: :sorcerer: :P B) :lol: :flowersmile: :)

:-D

Omg! Those poems were awesome!!!!!

thanks sooo much for all your great feedback, people! It just makes me so happy, and so has inspired me to write another one...im not sure for who yet but Im working on it :mrgreen:

Wonderful poems

New One for Dumblydore's brother!

O' Aberforth the Strange,
O' Aberforth the wise,
O' Aberforth the goat charmer from the skies.

Mighty Odd One,
Small and Starnge.
Im sure you have fun,
within a "charming" range.

((I know Aberforth isnt dead, but it not as if anyone cares, but I do, so I made a poem for this illiterate weirdo which I happen to respect!))

If you don't read that last one, ill understand...it wasnt my best... :cow: :wtf: :arg: :scarejulie: :flowersmile: :sorcerer: :P :rolleyes: :lol: :cow:

wow, great!

Lol! That was pretty good!! And funny!

Er... 5 second poem following, bu I think it wil be good...

He walks the school
and helps the needy.
He may be richer,
but he's not greedy.
He'll give away his bags of gold,
to create secrets, yet untold.
Though he lives so hard,
he tries his best.
A Gryffindor as the rest.
That curious scar,
his emerald eyes.
His snowy owl
that soars the skies.
I love him so,
though he cant know.
I salute you...
Now I must go...

hehe...I can't believe I posted that, hehe