Aragorn remembering Haldir
I once saw your eyes sparkle, under the Mallorn tree,
But no more will you see your home, for your soul has been set free.
And no more will you dwell henceforth ‘neath the golden leaf,
For your soul no longer dwells here, and I am left in utter grief.
An elanor flower dying, in the forest shade,
Leaves marks of beauty undying made.
And your memory will live on in this place,
Fond memories of your gentle face.
In sweet remembrance we’ll remember thee,
Even when your kin journey West, over the rising sea.
Your face was a piece of poetry, as it glowed in the paling moon,
And your smile in its sadness and love, as you sung softly in a forgetful tune.
And now I am remembering you, softly forever lamenting,
For you were of a special kind, always unrelenting.
You were the one who used to lament, as your remembered those who were lost,
And your face always paled as if stricken, or startled by the Winter’s first frost.
No more will your eyes sparkle, under the Mallorn tree,
And no more will you see your home, for your soul has been set free.
Maybe in one of your wake less dreams, you shall see the golden leaf.
Though forever more your soul shall dwell here, haunted in dreams with lingering grief.
