This one verse just came out of me after reading "The Little Brother" of *mushroom_dudes*. Now I say thanks for the inspiration ;) please don't hit me much. A finishing verse, sort of.
A little poem about a powerful little thing.
"Walk among the mist with me, a fairy hand in hand..."
Frodo in his doomed pursuit of the destruction of the ring.
a very dark elvish poem
Not even the most beautiful things last forever.
It would seem futile indeed, for Aragorn to love one who could never be his. This is something he may have written after saying farewell to Arwen at Rivendell.
This is my feeble attempt to express the pain of one who swore the oath of Feanor.
Aragorn's undying love for his bride, and his warning towards her of the day when he should die.