Standing alone,

Cold and stern,

A single flower on a blood-stained field,

Facing darkness and despair

To save the life of one

Loved as a father.

Faithful beyond fear,

A life without hope defying death

For the love of a king.

Weeping silently,

Remaining firm,

With laughter ringing

As secrecy is cast aside,

The soldier called Dernhelm

Stood against the Shadow

To save him who was both

Uncle and king.

Dernhelm and Eowyn,

Soldier and sister's-daughter,

Served her lord till the end.

Hair gleaming in the rising sun,

Sea-grey eyes hard as the steel

Clutched in her slender hand,

She stood fair and terrible,

Beautiful and desperate,

Forsaken and Unaided

Save by a hobbit whose simple courage

Gave him strength beyond himself.

Together these two who were never meant

To see the horrors of battle

Gave all they had to defeat the Shadow.

Beautiful, cold shield-maiden

And simple, young hobbit

Served their king and Middle Earth,

Then fell into darkness

Until called forth

By another king and friend.

A/N- I really don't know anything much about writing poetry, so if it's horrible I'm sorry. Please tell me what you think though! Criticism is welcomed if it's constructive! Also, I took a few lines directly from the book, so I don't own those!! Thanks for reading and God bless!