Little by little
They wore you away
Heart and soul
Flesh and bone
And I condemned to watch.
‘Take someone
You can trust!’ said Gandalf
And you took your Sam.
No undoing it now
No going back.
I felt you slipping away
Like one clinging to a precipice
Your grip ever weaker
Till all I had of you
Was a handful of stars
Little by little
The kind, the brave
Were hunted down
By ancient evil.
Sickened, stolen.
On the burning hillside
I thought I had you back
But the dream was not over
And your heart, not your hand
Was savaged.
I have had the love
You should have had
Of friend and family.
Little by little the waves
Carried you away
Into a grey dusk.
