Know the music of friendship.
This unnoticed and ugly junk,
The perfect perplexing love.
This let Liesel come to know friendship.
Notes say enough.
They soothe,
They make trouble,
But become a beginning
This sorry world,
A glorious mistake,
Was a giver.
An underestimated one.
Great things show her care,
Not able to discard the beauty.
The best things were not born of a hello.
Her heavy heart never had friends so valuable.
Deathly breath on a silver sky.
Calling for arms to swallow her.
She cried out.
Shhh...
Haunted by goodbyes to friends.
Rudy, Max, Rosa, Hans.
The moments of love and friendship.
Not forgotten by Liesel Meminger.
The Book Thief
By: Markus Zusak
A/N: This is a found poem that I made for school. All of these words can be found somewhere in the book. I felt like I should post something, so here you go. If you like it, I can make more found poems about books.
