LotR Object: Galadriel's gifts
A cloak of grey, a leaf of green
To be worn by a hobbit to go unseen
Unclasped and falling to the ground
Lost. Maybe. Hoping to be found.
Belts of silver and one of gold
Sheath for the sword, reforged from the old.
Arrows for Legolas and a long stout bow
Seeds for The Shire will be sure to grow.
Hearing her words, knowing her care
Seeing her face and the long braided hair
Nothing for Gimli just to behold
Three soft strands of pure spun gold.
A crystal phial, a light so bright
A glass to shine, where days are night
The ringbearer, last. The end still so far
For Frodo, the light of Earendil's star.