Far-Seeing Eyes

- Freya Baggins

What do you spy with your far-seeing eyes,
My daughter who sits beside me and cries.

I see a father that has gone off to war,
a son that shall not be seen evermore.

A daughter and mother, eyes full of tears,
trying to hide from all of their fears.

What did I see at the end of the days,
my husband and son carried off to their graves.

My daughter was right, my family is dead,
and now I have no place to lay down my head.

Take this to heart, those who will listen,
as my tears now glimmer and glisten.

My daughter was crying for that which she saw,
and war swallowed my menfolk in it's hungry maw.

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