catching stars in
rainbow-tinted jars
fireflies spinning in
...
the pattering of the rain reminds me of
your tears;
the way you used to cry in the grey days
before the springtime
...
With dark eyes like
Pools of shadow,
You wait, sleeping.
...
By the sea in Eriador
Watching the ships leave the shore;
Doomed to watch forever more
The passage to Valinor.
...
King of the Golden Hall,
Leader of the people of the horse
He followed the call
To war.
...
She never watched
The morning rising,
The sun riding
Above the hills,
...
Rohirrim:
Riders,
People of the Horse,
Warriors of the Golden Hall,
...
The stars have gone;
Shining out of sight
The moon has faded,
It's chariot's flight
...