There had not been a funeral in Aman since the Darkening, until the Ringbearers came out of the East. Since then twice had gathered ambassadors of Elves and Valar and Maiar, to sing songs of starlight and winding roads, as first Bilbo, and then Frodo and Samwise together were laid to rest atop a small green hill on Tol Eressea. Their graves were marked with cairns of white stones.
Gandalf sat between them, pipe in his mouth, not quite ready yet to forsake all the physical comforts of his old man's body, and watched the quiet sunrise over the water.