On The Banks
A thank you to annab1989 for putting up with me (I know it's difficult ;)) and looking this over!
"Hear my voice, come back to the light,"
Is what the maiden said.
But how can I when my world seems so full of dread?
All my life is toppling down,
Hopelessly lost in this storm!
Yet there always seems just a little hope left
Always ready to form:
A ray of sunshine to gleam down,
Readily prepared to stay the frown
That's ready to spoil the rest of my face,
Unlike the rest of the hobbit race:
Happy, joyful, never sad,
Always gleeful, rarely mad.
So I go to meet my destiny.
Please, my friends, don't be mad at me