Lady Frodo's Final Journey
On the shore she stands looking at the sea
Her eyes are still as clear blue as can be
Her hair, still long, is now grey with age
Still beautiful as in her younger days
The hobbit stands just 3 feet tall
But deep inside she isn't small
Her head held high she wears a smile
Preparing for her final miles
Her eyes see one lost to her in death
One she held when he drew his last breath.
Her heart his she longed to find
But she would miss the one she left behind
She watches the ship approach the shore
She turns towards the Shire once more
With a smile upon her sweet face
She was one of few allowed passage from her race
She turns back as the ship takes dock
Her eyes twinkle as with his they lock
The half elf lad she loved so dear
reached to wipe away a tear
" Momma, now the time has now come,
Time to take you to your last home"
She reaches out and takes his hand
" Take me son, to this wonderful land"
He aides her as she boards the ship
Then away they sail on their final trip.
Lady Frodo
