Today’s poem is based on the word steadfast. I could only think of one thing to write about. Enjoy!
It’s Frodo marching towards Doom;
It’s Sam lifting him up.
Mordor with poisonous fumes,
Ash, mist, smoke and terror.
They could have turned back,
They could have saved themselves.
The Mountain of Flame would have conquered all,
Ash, mist, smoke and terror.
And yet, Frodo wouldn’t stop,
And yet, Sam wouldn’t leave,
Though Gorgoroth stretched on
Ash, mist, smoke and terror.
At last, when Baggins won the day,
At last, when Gamgee showed his worth-
Small hearts, stalwart, steadfast and true-
Ash, mist, smoke and terror…
….could no longer hold sway
O’re the Cracks of Doom
And Orodruin crumbled to dust!
Love, loyalty, courage and peace!
Frodo the Valiant, Samwise the Brave,
Both stood unconquerable and free.
Middle-Earth was saved-
Love, loyalty, courage and peace!
a simple man 