Home Sweet Shire

Slowly we walked into our home,
Where we had been gone for long,
I looked at the hills and the flowers,
And listened to the blue birds new song.

Everything seemed quiet,
Peaceful though, in many ways,
I nodded at the walkers by,
Who hadn’t seen me for many days.

The sweet fragrance of the summers flowers,
Drifted to my eager nose,
And I smiled at the sight of seeing,
All of the Hobbit hole rows.

I walked into Bag End,
And lit the merry old fire,
I looked at the hearth and smiled,
Now I’m back in my home sweet shire.

- Queen of Gondor