[hide=A sealed letter]Dear Balestriere,
I didn't write this for you. I just remembered you wanted to see an example of my work.
Find a poem accompanying this letter.
Regards,
Estellise
[hide=Flowers and Sweets]In fields of death, where horrors reign supreme,
Amid the clash of steel and cries of pain,
There blooms a rare and delicate theme,
A sweet respite from bloodshed's cruel domain.
The scent of flowers in the air does rise,
A fragile beauty in a world so grim,
As if to taunt the battle's bloody prize,
With loveliness so pure, so light, so trim.
And there are sweets, too, amidst the fray,
A momentary pleasure for the senses,
A fleeting taste of sweetness to allay,
The horrors of the war's grim consequences.
Oh, flowers and sweets, so innocent and bright,
In this dark place, a source of pure delight.[/hide][/hide]