In the darkest hour, amidst the fray,
James Potter stood, unwavering, they say,
With courage ablaze, and love burning bright,
He faced the shadows, ready to fight.
Through whispered spells and thunderous roars,
He shielded Lily and Harry, on distant shores,
A father's resolve, a protector's might,
Guiding them through the perilous night.
With every step, his heart beat true,
For his family's safety, he'd see it through,
Though fear may linger, and danger loom,
He'd brave the darkness, to banish the gloom.
Through the echoes of battle, his voice rang clear,
A rallying cry, dispelling all fear,
For love was his armor, and hope his sword,
In the face of darkness, he stood undeterred.
And though the shadows may claim their toll,
James Potter's legacy, a beacon to extol,
For in sacrifice, his love was shown,
A father's protection, forever known.
So let the echoes of his courage resound,
In the hearts of all who tread the battleground,
For James Potter's valor, a testament true,
To the power of love, in all that we do.
