Oh, this is sad. I love the way you've caught George's grief so poignantly, ad crafted a lovely poem in so few words. The repetition of the lines about the light fading from his eyes were really touching and aided the structure of the poem.
My own tiny bit of peace, a moment of happiness, A candle inside of me, refusing to be blown out, just like his memory.
That line was lovely, and really helped set the hopeful tome of the end. Of course, Fred wouldn't have been able to let George suffer. He'd want him to find some form of happiness, even if he was never the same again.
Well done ~Carole~
Okay! First to review, huh?
I love the words you chose, but I feel like they would have more impact if you broke up your lines more. Other than that, it was beautiful!
Author's Response: thank you for the feedback... I was just about to give up on writing HP fanfiction but I think this changed my mind, you're lovely Xx