A Riddle in the Woods

- Rosie Cotton

All clad in green
He roams the wood.
He’s not Robin Hood.

He shoots with a bow
Fights for the good,
But not in Sherwood.

He has an enemy
That noble born man.
It’s not Nottingham.

A ladies love
He wins in the end.
She’s not Marian.

So who can he be ?
Solve the riddle, m'dear !
It’s our Faramir !