REFLECTIONS by cosmo-queen

RATING: G

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SUMMARY: Frodo remembers distant memories from a time when his life was still simple.

REFLECTIONS

When I was a young lad

My days were filled with joy

I did not worry about the world

When I was still a boy

My life was quiet and simple

I lived each day at ease

I did not toil for I had no troubles

I could do whatever I pleased

The morning sun would wake me

As its rays warmed the plain

I'd eat a fulfilling breakfast

And my routines would start again

Some days I'd spend with Bilbo

And we'd talk the hours away

Sitting in Bag End, recounting

Tales of yesterday

Other days I'd spend with friends

We'd laugh and eat and sing

Sam especially I loved

He was a loyal, funny thing

Or I would wander around the Shire

And lay upon green grass

Thinking about my lucky life

Hoping it would never pass

I would breathe the pure, sweet air

As it rode upon the breeze

Then sigh and listen intently

As it passed among the trees

I would listen to the songs of birds

And learn to understand

The language that I often heard

Ringing across the land

I would watch the sun sink low

And cast rainbows across the sky

Then the stars would twinkle and the moon would shine

And so my life passed by

And when I went to sleep at night

My dreams were happy and fair

The rising sun brought cheer and hope

As rest erased all cares

The leaves would drop, the snows would fall

But spring would bring new life

After warm summer, it was fall again

This season brought me strife

Until then, there had been no dread, no fear

My body had not known pain

My thoughts had not been filled with despair

Until I was beset with Isildur's Bane

Such memories are distant now

Like they happened an age ago

I'd dearly love to relive the past

But whether I will, I do not know

AUTHOR'S NOTE: I started writing this when I went down south for a couple of days. The Australian country is very inspiring, especially at sunset. I finally decided to post it up and I was thinking of writing more, like perhaps Frodo's reflections for the entire quest or reflections of other members of the Fellowship. But it's all up to you. Yes, YOU. Whether you liked it or loathed it, please review. Please?