Title: Without Samwise

"I must leave,

Rosie dear,

My duties beckon me

I do fear."

"At least marry me,"

I replied.

"Before you leave,

My dear Samwise.

Wedded bliss

Shall be ours

Our path shall ever be

Strewn with flowers."

"But darling Rose,"

He sadly replied,

"I really may not

Come out alive.

A widow

You will never be

So I cannot let you

Marry me."

With that he left,

Unto his quest

Behind him leaving

Long nights of unrest.

But always,

When the darkness fell

And when the night

Seemed never to end,

When tears fell freely

From my eyes,

When all hope faded

That the sun would rise

I though of what

He would say,

How the longest night

Is broken by day

And waited,

So very patiently

To have my Sam

Restored to me.

And now I have him

Returned to me;

The love I thought

Could never be!

THE END