Hi everyone! I was sitting around trying to get rid of my writer's block, and thought to myself: "Hey, I'm super-psyched about the European release of B2/W2, so why not write about that?" The result was this little poem, and I thought it would be a shame not to share it with anyone.
I remember a life when things were not so Black and White
The beauty of a Red sunset, and the Blue moonlight
The far-away hills, covered in Green grass
A world of colors, like stained glass
Those gilded years shone bright and Yellow
Memories of a childhood so nice and mellow
An era more precious than any Silver or Gold
A Crystal-clear vision of a story that would unfold
It didn’t matter if you were a girl or a boy
A world filled with flowers was your favorite toy
A lesson was learned about life and love
A lesson I still remember, and that I’m proud of
Then came an age I regard as a gem
Much as a Sapphire, or Ruby, though some would condemn
This age to not be much like an Emerald at all
And maybe this world’s freaky creators had dropped the ball
But with Fire alight, there sprung a new Leaf
And the world filled with colors returned, to our relief
The tale would continue when a mountain arose
Its beauty like a Diamond, a Pearl-encrusted rose
Rarer than Platinum it warmed Heart and Soul
It encouraged us to take our best friends on a stroll
Flowers forgotten, would bloom anew
And travels across great distances became possible, too
And now, our Black and White world seems to grow
A 2nd coming, wrapped in ice and snow
With all our good friends, from the day way back when
You’ll still be in my pocket, because you’re still my friend
Oh, and a big hello to everyone in the forums. Kinda new here, first post and all.
I remember a life when things were not so Black and White
The beauty of a Red sunset, and the Blue moonlight
The far-away hills, covered in Green grass
A world of colors, like stained glass
Those gilded years shone bright and Yellow
Memories of a childhood so nice and mellow
An era more precious than any Silver or Gold
A Crystal-clear vision of a story that would unfold
It didn’t matter if you were a girl or a boy
A world filled with flowers was your favorite toy
A lesson was learned about life and love
A lesson I still remember, and that I’m proud of
Then came an age I regard as a gem
Much as a Sapphire, or Ruby, though some would condemn
This age to not be much like an Emerald at all
And maybe this world’s freaky creators had dropped the ball
But with Fire alight, there sprung a new Leaf
And the world filled with colors returned, to our relief
The tale would continue when a mountain arose
Its beauty like a Diamond, a Pearl-encrusted rose
Rarer than Platinum it warmed Heart and Soul
It encouraged us to take our best friends on a stroll
Flowers forgotten, would bloom anew
And travels across great distances became possible, too
And now, our Black and White world seems to grow
A 2nd coming, wrapped in ice and snow
With all our good friends, from the day way back when
You’ll still be in my pocket, because you’re still my friend
Oh, and a big hello to everyone in the forums. Kinda new here, first post and all.
) though I think just a few words could rhyme better.