He's Still a Hero

A snowy night, a blurry sky,

The people walking slowly by.

She covers up herself with pain,

The only thing she does obtain.

While stealing by without her pride,

She hides what she intends to hide.

Ignored by everyone, she cries.

The tears are cold upon her eyes.

What happiness there used to be

When she was way too young to see.

The good times always seem to go

Like shooting stars, or what you know.

The rows of mountains block her sight,

She listens to the silent night.

And suddenly a massive sound

Rips up the silence, shakes the ground.

Her hero comes from far away

Announcing that he's here to stay.

To start a new fantastic dream

And take her hand to cross the stream. 

Author's Note

My first serious try in writing English poetry after learning how to write in meter.

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[Ian]

When she was feeling down because of no one listening her knight and shining armor came over to take her away.