Warmth: Harley Keener

Warmth

The cold wraps around my skin

Turning my breath to ice

As it tries to invade me and become my core

Once again

I fight the cold

Just trying to survive

I’m just a kid

Trying to get by

The best I can

Then he comes along

And gives me a new adventure

A new way of survival

He chased away the cold

And brought the warmth

That let us survive

And now he’s gone

He said his last words

And I wasn’t there

But I guess its alright

Because I didn’t need to be

Were connected and always have been

And even now when he’s gone

His legacy lives on

And his warmth still protects us

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#marveldc entry

I really miss Tony, I realize they had to retire him and all, but I miss Him. Anywho I wrote this poem because, 1 my friend wanted me too, but also because I too wish Harley came back. I kinda want to see him and peter working together or something. Idk, I’m honestly fine with how things are, but I want to see more Harley.

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