Gone with the Hobbits

Gone were the smiles
in Frodo's eyes
the blue of the sky
still lingering

Gone were the gold that
does not glitter, for Sam
is such, a precious
hopeful and loving. Friend.

Gone were the mischief
Pippin and Merry took
a cut short to the mushrooms which
tugs on our lips

Gone were the promises
Gone were the tears
Gone were the laughter
Everyone had shared

The movie is over

But we sit, back,
on our chairs, eyes
glued to the screen
searching through the credits
for our favourite stars
searching for the song
that has tugged our hearts
searching for the places
we've come to know
the Middle Earth of our imaginations.

- Astaldowathien