They say death is a scary thing.

When it comes, you have no idea what it brings.

Thats why live your everyday to the fullest,

Treat every guest with your nicest.

A life full of sorrows, thou shall not have it;

'Cuz even for a person like me, there's still a fated person to meet

But before it happened, my life's thread was cut off.

Still, in the Earth my soul wandered off

In front of my lifeless body on the soil so soft.

Twas painted in red, where which I lay in the loft.

Days passed and I lingered 'round my grave;

I've got no one to express a mourn or a rave.

Well, that's always to be expected.

Great, my past actions reflected.

Ten years ago

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When I was sixteen, we lived at Rome

Along with my mother who's bedridden at home.

I forced myself to work to the bone

But an eleven year old boy told me to watch my tone.

It turned out he was the son of my boss at work,

When I heard that, my ears began to perk.

"Darn, I can't go against him", I thought;

Or else my hard work will come to naught.

Man, he was strict you see,

His every command was directed at me.

Dressing, cooking, sewing, serving,

When eating, he always asks for a heaping.

I forgot to tell you this, my name is Maire Tinn,

I'm now a maid in the family of Caerlainne.

My boss has some wealth but is kind to me,

Though his son named Tyr is acting brattily.

He started to not like ladies,

For his mother died in her late thirties.

Now back to my story, I somewhat held on

I worked seven years in the family, full of passion.

Though in my master's eyes, I'm still somewhat a nonexistent person,

He has been kind lately for no certain reason.

I guess seven years of pursuing finally bore fruit,

His reactions now are somewhat cute.

Thanks to my boss, my mother was treated,

She is now also serving the family saying no pay is needed.

But it's true, when I began working for them, we never got hungry again;

We even got new clothes, now I look like a proper maiden.

One random day, when my master reached home,

Bruises and cuts on his skin was worn.

It turns out he was beaten by some thugs,

So I calmed him down and gave him some stroking and hugs.

More shockingly I realized, his cheeks turned red and 'twas so bright.

For some odd reason, I think what I did was somewhat not right.

Our position was somewhat awkward,

I pinned him down on the floor so hard.

I stood up and said 'sorry' then immediately studded out,

But in an instant, his hand, to me, reached out.

A certain spring breeze passed through,

Different varieties of flowers in the background grew.

We looked each other in the eye,

Its as if not wanting to let go nor say goodbye

I broke the ice by shooking my head

Blushing, I yanked my hand and ran to my bed.

He was left alone worried and dumbfounded.

I abandoned my job by leaving and going on ahead

It was my job to feed, protect and taking care of him

The moment I realized my mistake, the lights grew dim.

I went back to my master but found him gone

Instead, a letter was found saying with my master, they ran

They also asked for money, a huge sum at that

Oh, I just pray my master is safe somewhat.

Tyr was held captive in a secret cabin

By some people who are jealous of his social standin'.

They picked on him, punched him and kicked 'im

And drove him to the point 'till his eyes grew dim.

They finally got bored and left him alone like trash

And waited for me to bring the cash.

The master said that I'll not come by

He said he was cruel to me and acted sly

They got annoyed on listening his complaint

And banged his head to the table was a taint

Of pure red blood from my master's head

Now his life is hanging from a thread.

When the boss reached home,

I greeted him alone

With a huge frown on my face

He listened my story in a daze.

He started to gather their money desired,

I told him that there is no need to them to inquire.

I may not look like it

but in my previous job, I was a hunter's aid.

I learned to shoot arrows; I learned to hunt beasts

To bring of course to my mother a yummy bountiful feast.

I told my boss to not worry

For I will save my master in a hurry.

I immediately went up to my room and opened a chest,

Full of bows, arrows and sheathed weapons at rest.

I quickly grabbed them and ran to the stairs,

Just to see my boss standing and stared.

He held in his hand a basket of food

He said to bring it to the master to cheer up his mood.

And then I said farewell and not to worry to the boss,

For I will save the master at how much cost.

Back to the cabin~

Two men were singing as they were expecting a sum

But then their wooden door in front of them was shot.

They just blinked for a moment and the door just broke

And they saw me in their doorstep wearing a cloak.

They were scared but still asked

"Are you the one who we asked to bring the ransom of the lad?"

I looked at them with anger, full of hatred, full of rage,

Their hands were shot by arrows like a book torn of its page.

I at least spared their lives and walked,with them on the ground,

Then I glared to them and said, "If you do that again to my master, then we'll have another round."

I hurriedly walked to my master and with a knife, cut his ropes,

Gave him a big embrace and some gentle strokes.

I took out a small box namely a medicine kit,

And tended to my master's wounds, every part that was hit.

I carried him off in my arms and went back home

As I left those filthy pests in the ground alone.

At home ~

When I reached the front door the boss and my mother had worried looks,

But I told them to sit down and hit some books.

They went as I told them as I laid down my master,

And served some hot tea as I put him some plaster.

To be continued~

So, guys, how is this poem? Is it okay. I'm actually having trouble with my vocabulary so until next time! Don't worry, the second part will be shorter.