Sure, here's a poem for you:

In a village where the shadows lay,
Amidst the mountains, far away,
A famine struck with ruthless might,
Turning day to endless night.

Fields once green, now brown and dry,
Underneath a cloudless sky,
The rivers whispered their goodbyes,
As hope began to fade and die.

Yet in this land of sorrow's song,
A tale of courage grew strong,
A young heart, brave and true,
Set forth to find the morning dew.

Through forests dense and...