There were scars, there were losses,
There were wounds that would never heal.
And yet, through the fog of hurt,
Something
stood
out.
It was a small thought, it was a happiness,
Only visible if they squinted.
No one seemed to try, at first
No one would unclench their tightly closed eyes,
But soon the fog began to clear,
Soon the mist began to fade.
Those who could see through it
Lent their sight to others,
And their loss was shared,
And their pain was helped.
The hurt was wrapped,
Tended to and healed.
Though the scars were not gone,
They faded slowly to a dull pain.
There was a small thought, a small happiness,
One feeling that awakened everyone,
One feeling that raised them to their feet.
It was slow and lenient,
But soon the cuts began to heal.
It was small, yet strong:
Hope.
One Small Feeling by Theloonyhermione
Story Notes:
I've been writing poetry for a while on the forums, but this is the first poem I've submitted to the archives. I'm looking for some reviews...
Chapter Notes:This was written for Jess/ToBeOrNotToBeAGryffindor for the Poetry Exchange. I'm sorry, this poem is seriously not worthy of her and her writing abilities. It was the best I could do!
This story would not be the same without the opaleye's help. So a huge thanks to her. I am not JKR, nor would she even write something like this.
Chapter Endnotes: Like I said, I put this on here because I was looking for reviews! Thanks for reading!