Snowflower: You are the reason.

Green's story

We never know what we have in our hands,
Until it slips out of our hold.
He knew the emerald,
Had a tale to unfold.
He radiated love,
He was calm as the sea,
During thunder he would pass.
Let the world be.
Was he destructive or a face,
Hidden behind a mask.
He could see the through the petals,
Of the reedemed flower.
If you lost him you could never,
See through the light.
Will warmth and cool together,
Have a battle of love to fight.

Green the protector,
Green the one to enhance,
He who can stand apart.
He who grabs every chance.
From the beginning if you look into,
His forest deep eyes,
There is a child within those ancient,
Within the pages of history holding tales so wise.

Once you carve his curls,
With his heart so fragile and frail,
You would want to be the compass,
That would let his ship sail.
When you meet the ocean,
You reach for the shore,
But unlike you and me,
He want to drown in it more.
(Ps:Me too Harry)

He chose love as his mom would recite,
Stories of great lovers,
He wondered why did they bring an end to it,
Once they were on the covers.
For an eight year old to wonder,
The sky was never blue,
He loved the horizon more.
To capture what was beneath the hue.

"Sun" She called,
He tumbled through his treehouse with a loud thud.
While he rolled through the muddy grass,
He got up and pretended to fly as the bird.

He was always meant to fly,
Always meant to touch the sky.
For a second he would lie,
To wish each passerby.

"Harry, love we have to leave"
She cupped his chin and kissed his temple,
"Who even likes a place where it is cold, when we can have an ample time underneath the sun."
He never wanted to see the coldness,
For a heart so cold would never learn,
Love,
It needed warmth.
He pleaded.
She nodded agreeing,
How could she not to her son,
"While HOW ABOUT A NO! NOT ALWAYS CAN IT BE A PLACE YOU WISH, HARRY I HAVE MY OWN TURN"
He looked up and saw his sister,
While his mom glared at her.
Dusty on the other hand,
Was purring and watching the drama uncover.
He used his tool and started sobbing,
While Gemma had to calm him down,
Why are younger brothers so irritating,
Why can't they keep their calm.

"Love, we won't go there, we would go to your favorite park."
Said Anne assuring.
The brightness of the greens,
Was really alluring,
To have been brought back.

Ello luvs. Imagine me updating this as soon as I complete writing one. The way I love when I write it spontaneously, but I hope I am bringing it out well and not boring ya'll. Look Larry will meet soon but I can't promise how soon. I really have to make their first meet memorable and also develop around it. Also, please vote and comment. It would mean a lot. ILY Ya'll. XX
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