The Hobbits Memory
Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters / places mentioned in my poem below.
Far in the land of Shire
A hobbit sadly weeps
Of times when elves once ruled the land
And orcs did uneasily creep.
Those were times of adventure
Of power, friendship, love.
The voyage of the Fellowship
To a land high above.
He remembers each indelible moment
From the beginning to the end.
He remembers most the moment
With his other hobbit friend.
This hobbits name was Frodo
Who was Sam's companion all along
And he remembers this hobbit dearly
That's why he sings this song.
In this nine man fellowship
Frodo was the king
Not only of his best lads
But also of a ring.
This ring was made in Mordor
Where fires burn ever so high
Where mountains of lava loom
Up in the charcoal sky.
Other rings were made moreover
Each for an important race
But this one ring was created
To rule them all in disgrace.
Three were given to the elven lords,
Seven to the dwarves of Thor
Nine to the race of man
Who wanted power and nothing more.
The ring was made apart from the rest
For one purpose and not one more
To have power over all Middle Earth
As it slowly claimed its war.
"Thus this ring must be destroyed,"
Quoted Gandalf long ago
"It must be sent back to the place it was made"
And the adventure began as so.
Frodo was the mighty ring bearer
And I was his servant, Sam Gamgee
Together we traveled through thick and thin
Further than the eye can see.
Not only did we destroy The Ring
But we created a friendship too
A bond so strong and powerful
It has never been known to you.
To this day I remember the time
When elves once ruled the earth.
The Fellowship had come to a halt
And the journey was all the worth.
