I wrote a poem for Neal. I’m in class, bored, and I thought about writing. I also thought about my father, which puts me in a very lonely place. Here it is, “An Ode to Neal.”
Afflicted by magic,
Yet standing so strong.
A life with elements oh so tragic,
One lived for so very long.
A life lived in many places,
Neverland, London, and here.
Though all filled with many faces,
One brought him out of fear.
Fire and Swan, a match they were,
A love declared by both.
Split apart through the breaking of a curse,
Yet brought together by the truest oath.
Baelfire, Baelfire! A name tragic so,
A sadness for all to feel.
The flame dimming all too sudden, though,
We remember his legacy in his name…Neal.
Keeper of Thor’s Hammer, Will Scarlet’s Genie Bottle, Emma’s Gun, Emma and Henry’s Moment at the Castle, Cora, and the infamous Family Tree!