Entry for April 04, 2007 / Poetry Wednesday, Lord of the Rings

This song is being sung by Bilbo Baggins(Hobbit) as his nephew Frodo and Frodo's friends are getting ready to go on a great dangerous journey that Bilbo will not be able to go on. This is in the book " Fellowship of the Ring". I really suggest that anyone who has not read the Trilogy should, it is a great exciting wonderful read. I am on my sixth reading now and thought I would start to share some of the great songs and poetry that are in the books. Of course all written by Tolkien, they are written in the style of the person or hobbit or elf or dwarf that is reciting them. It makes a big difference. Bilbo is a great writer of stories, songs and poems. This is but one. Enjoy.

I sit beside the fire and think

of all that I have seen,

of meadow-flowere and butterflies

in summers that have been;

Of yellow leaves and gossamer

in autumns that there were,

with morning mist and silver sun

and wind upon my hair.

I sit beside the fire and think

of how the world will be

when winter comes without a spring

that I shall never see.

For still there are so many things

that I have never seen:

in every wood in every spring

there is a different green.

I sit beside the fire and think

of people long ago,

and people who will see a world

that I shall never know.

But all the while I sit and think

of times there were before,

I listen for retuning feet

and voices at the door.