Rosie's Sorrows
Disclaimer: I don't own Lord of the Rings. Tolkien owns the books and New Line Cinema owns the movies.
I watch the stars glittering in the midnight sky
and the moon that gives a little light.
The shire has already said goodnight
with the candles snuffed out and everybody tucked in bed.
It is peaceful and silent as I look around.
I know that I should be sleeping to, but
I miss Sam, and I wish he were here with me;
I wish he could hold me in his arms
and gently kiss me.
I know that he is outside the shire somewhere
with Frodo, Merry, and Pippin on some important task;
for I heard at the Green Dragon that he entered that
dreadful forest where few ever returned.
Tears began to pour out of my eyes;
soaking my favorite dress,
favorite because it was the dress that I wore
the first time he court me.
How I wish he had never gone so far away.
I hope he will come back again some day.
They say that he won't come back alive
because the outside world is dangerous.
It is filled with elves, dwarves, big folks
and dragons and dreadful dark lords, orcs
and enemies too horrible to imagine.
I wonder what he is doing now,
and if he got passed that dreadful forest;
for it has been months
since I have last seen his smiling face and
Warm green eyes.
Sam is my hearts desire;
the only one for me.
That is why my heart
is shattered into a thousand pieces.
I hope he come back to me.