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