Summery: Just a little poem that I came up with going along with the Lord
of the Rings stories. It's done in a somewhat similar fashion to Tolkien's
walking songs, etc., that were in the book.

Disclaimer: No, I am not JRR Tolkien; and no, I am not making any money off
of this. No surprises there.

Over mountain
Under hill
On our way
Just as we will
Through forests old
Ravines anew
On journey towards
What we must do

Light is fading
From the sky
Soon shall darkness
Rule on high
Should we let
The ring to fall
Bring shadowed hands
Despair to all

So traipse we forward
Onward march
Though stomachs growl
And mouths are parched
To bring the ending
Of the ring
And turn Gondor to
Her rightful king

Author's Note: I was rereading the first book (I got through the first book
and part of the second in sixth grade, so I've forgotten a lot of the
details and such) when I was inspired by the various poems, a.k.a. walking
songs and whatever else they were called, to write this. I didn't spend
much time on it; I just kind of got this sudden inspiration and just jotted
it all down right away. Anyways, if you liked it, please let me know. If
people seem to enjoy this (or if I get another sudden bought of
inspiration) then I'll try to write another little poem like this. I hope
you enjoyed it, and if you are someone who read and reviewed my other LotR
poem (you should go read it if you haven't) then thank you very much; I
really appreciated the reviews!