Despite my intentions to stop writing poetry and concentrate
on my stories, I couldn't resist writing this one!

I've broken from my normal style a little and let this one rhyme!

Review please!

The Passing of the Elves

Weep now for they are leaving,
A time of change has come,
Their light is the earth deserting,
A shadow is cast on the sun.

The world no longer softly sings
The echo of their starlit song,
The silence claims the last of light
And leads to nightime ever long.

Their feet were first upon this land
And first to leave are they,
Oh! Hear the crying of the sea
As it carries them away.

Now Earth clings to the memories,
Of days when she beheld the fair
And Earth-Heart breaks to see them go,
Leaving forever her dispair.