Title: Without Samwise
"I must leave,
Rosie dear,
My duties beckon me
I do fear."
"At least marry me,"
I replied.
"Before you leave,
My dear Samwise.
Wedded bliss
Shall be ours
Our path shall ever be
Strewn with flowers."
"But darling Rose,"
He sadly replied,
"I really may not
Come out alive.
A widow
You will never be
So I cannot let you
Marry me."
With that he left,
Unto his quest
Behind him leaving
Long nights of unrest.
But always,
When the darkness fell
And when the night
Seemed never to end,
When tears fell freely
From my eyes,
When all hope faded
That the sun would rise
I though of what
He would say,
How the longest night
Is broken by day
And waited,
So very patiently
To have my Sam
Restored to me.
And now I have him
Returned to me;
The love I thought
Could never be!
THE END
