Hey Valjean we should be friends because we share a first name! I wrote you a poem! *clears throat* The world at peace. He looked at the sunset reflecting off the flowers a spectacle of beautiful endings. His arm around his daughter's shoulder Peace and comfort he doubted he deserved, but then fate had given him all the same. They walk home, arm in arm, talking about nothing, but wrapped in each other's love. One day more, and perhaps it would change. But today, it was father and daughter. She looked at her love, arm in her father's, smiling at the both of them With the light of the sunset Filling her soul.
I did a cool kind of poetry where if you go backwards up the lines, it's a different poem! So I also wrote Marius a poem! *clears throat* Filling her soul With the light of the sunset. smiling at the both of them arm in her father's, She looked at her love, But today, it was father and daughter. and perhaps it would change. One day more, wrapped in each other's love. talking about nothing, but arm in arm, They walk home, all the same, fate had given him Peace and comfort he doubted he deserved, but then His arm around his daughter's shoulder a spectacle of beautiful endings. reflecting off the flowers He looked at the sunset The world at peace. (it's my first time trying this kind of poetry and it may be a little hard to follow- but I think I like it! They're both about Cosette if you couldn't tell)
