Singing at the Chimney I'm gettin' old, and I need something to rely on So, tell me when you're gonna let me in I'm gettin' tired, and I need somewhere to begin.

I sat in my room in front of the Chimney and sang It was a beautiful evening and the snow was falling outside. The Marauders were at the Quiditch pitch. Sirius and James were training and Remus had decided to watch. I would have watched too but I still have to tutor with Alice admit she was a genius except in potions

I came across a fallen tree I felt the branches of it looking at me Is this the place we used to love? Is this the place that I've been dreaming of?

point of view James

When I and Remus and Sirius finally got back from practice, we heard soft noises coming from our room. What is that? Came softly from Remus. Sirius pushed the doorknob. As we entered the room we saw our beautiful girl sitting in front of the fire and staring at the flames mesmerized as she sang softly my chin dropped and not one look at Remus and Sirius, I noticed that they too had noticed the mouth.

Oh, simple thing, where have you gone? I'm gettin' old, and I need something to rely on So, tell me when you're gonna let me in I'm gettin' tired, and I need somewhere to begin

Pointe of view you

.As the door closed, my head spun around. I looked at the boys, who were now back from practice. They were standing in front of the door, mouths wide open. Sirius was the first to move. He walked towards them and wrapped his strong, muscular arms around me. I hid my head in the crook of his neck, feeling uncomfortable that he was looking at me. James came towards me and took my chin in his Hand so I was forced into his eyes. His lips left a simple sentence that sounded beautiful, "Your singing is as beautiful as your looks, so incredibly beautiful" before his lips met mine. Remus was the last one to me combing his lips left another sentence that was incredibly valuable I realized that I didn't want to live without her anymore

Flowergarden

Beauty Of A Flower Poet: Catherine Pulsifer

The beauty of a flower can make me pause, A vibrant hue to refresh my vision A burst of summer and its cause, In every petal, I can see ambition.

The hue, the shape, and its tenderness seen, Providing inspiration for one's life. God's love for beauty is so pure and serene, Giving hope to daily strife.

We'll each have our seasonal moments here, Where we should take notice of heaven's bliss. His kind heart gives us stunning things to cheer, Blessings that we'll never want to miss.

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