He Was My Son Also

He was my son
also.
Grew to his
inheritance
under my hand.
Tall, strong…
noble as the
Númorians of
old.
I loved him
Was proud of
him.

Now he takes
from me the
most precious
part of my
heart.

How can I
begrudge him?
Resent his
loving what
I love also?
She is worthy
of all love
that comes her
way…

He was my son
also…
Kept safe in my
home.
A mortal seed
growing in
immortal soul…
The great branches
of the White Tree
hide the stars
now.

The Evening Star
of my people
will set in
mortal lands.

My tears cannot
carry the grief
of my heart.
And I feel old
as I have never
felt before…
- Lindar7