Little Brown Birdby Shannon
Ok, It's 2 am in the morning, and I decided to write a little
something. So, here it is. This is a poem written about Lestrade
as by the point of view of Moriarty. Comments aren't needed,
but you can if you like. Again, this was written on sleep loss,
so I'm not giving it any awards for merit. Enjoy!
~Shannon~
luna__cat (at) hotmail.com
Little brown bird
Oh so clever
Who swoops around the thorns
Unaware
Fly too close
I damage your wings
But far away alone,
I am amazed at your beauty
Of mind and body
Of spirited soul
I would take
If it were not for
The red bird
Who flies beside
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