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Disclaimer: I don't own Boromir. I just own this poetry and imaginary lady who wrote it.
Author's note: English is not my native tongue: there might be many mistakes. Please forgive me and, if I wrote something REALLY stupid, please correct me.
One sunny summer morning
at the gates I did stand
watching you ride West
I knew that night I wouldn't rest.
Will you remember me
when the sun shines on the Tower?
Will you remember me
in your darkest hour?
So many miles to walk,
so many days to wait,
standing here by the gates
asking the wind for your news
praying you'll come back soon.
I remember the day you left
looking back our eyes met
and you promised me: one day, I'll be back.
And when that day will comethe silver trumpets' blow
will find me still there.
Goodbye, my love, ride safe
I will wait for you at the gates.
