I got this idea from Minority Report, but it has absolutely nothing to do with the movie, the story line, or the characters of that movie. It has to do with Aragorn. Yeah I know. It's a little strange if you look at it, but I found this piece of work quite rewarding and enjoible, so I though I'd share. Thanks for reading!

Disclaimer: I don't own Aragorn, Arwen, or any of the characters mentioned (though not by name)

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Infant
He is an infant, fatherless and innocent,

His hands can hardly clutch his mother's finger, they call him hope

He is three years old, already learning and studying

He is ten, and wishes to be like the men in the tales of old

And he holds a sword for the first time.

He is sixteen, already aged in the world

He goes out into the world, already saving others amongst good company.

He is twenty and learns of his fate

A fate he was born into and would live with

Though he meets a woman in the mists of a dream, so beautiful and kind

He calls to her from a new found strength and falls in love

He is twenty-five and great adventure awaits

His sword is quicker than the blink of an eyes and he knows so much

He is a grown man only yet to discover his true destiny

He helps friends and becomes a member of a fellowship

He fights for everyone, but above all, the lady he met in a dream.

He faces his fate and becomes the greatest of all men

He even finds love once more

He is a king amongst men;

But he fears for his people because he can barely clutch his sword

Because he is just an infant, fatherless and innocent.