The Fading of Lothlorien

by Esmora

Not very good, but I tried to do poetry. This is a gradfather telling his grandchild to take a last look at Lothlorien before they leave forever.

Turn, my child

look and see

for years shall pass

and all of this

shall be but memory.

Breathe deep the air,

listen for the brook.

If thou turn'st away

All shall leave

before thou can'st take another look.

Behold the wondrous trees

and hear the singing of the wren

All shall fade

when Altariel leaves her lofty fen.