Pippin and Merry
By Boromir of Gondor
Happy little Hobbits
Cheerful, joyous, and gay
I'm glad I died
Defending them
Yet my efforts were wasted
As I saw them
The Orcs
Take Merry and Pippin.
"Aragorn," I plead.
"They took the little ones."
When he promises me
He'll find them
I believe him.
I remember
Fighting in the snow
Playing with the two Hobbits
I begged the stars
To keep them safe
As I lay dying
I know
I would have defended
Those two brave Hobbits.
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Lord of the Rings Poems
PoesíaA collection of poems I wrote about LotR... Written from the perspective of the characters.
