Night Thoughts


Whispers in the dark
Fire's dying embers
Sleep escapes my embrace
The cold hard earth is no comfort
to my weary bones

I miss my father
in the dark, in the cold
this is when I miss him the most
will I ever see my home again?
the glow of the jewels
beneath the earth
will I unearth such treasure
ever again?

If I fail
If I fall
Please tell him
I tried
Please tell him
I was not afraid

-Samwisegirl