Lothlorien - Bilbo inspired poem

I dream in gold
yellow leaves on saffron trees
where things are not so cold
I dream in white
silver shade where fair folk wade
and sing of time gone by
I dream in rhyme
where Roads go ever on and on
and lead in their own time
to dreams of more
of softer nights and brighter lights
and whither then? To Lorien's door.
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