Title: Brothers
Summary: A poem about the 3 sons of Imaldris

A path of destruction they left in their wake.
Brothers these three were no one could mistake.
Two were elves and one a man.
Together they walked hand in hand.
They were on their way to Imaldris their home.
Where Elrond stood waiting all alone.
As they neared and saw the eyebrows of doom.
Each knew it was long past noon.
Elrond would swear they were making him gray.
With their daily pranks that seemed to befall him each day.
He saw in his sons that bond which could not be broken.
A silent vow yet unspoken.
As he kissed each one goodnight.
He wondered what new mayhem would come at first light.