For Frodo!


Through darkness,
through vents of fires burning deep,
he traveled with his loyal companion,
a stranger cast in shadow.

A burden of no simplicity,
With only hope to guide him,
He traveled through the black lands,
And to the mountain of fire.

His name was spoken,
As swords were drawn,
And the rightful king cried,
For Frodo!


- Queen of Gondor