Poem about Eowyn
I am caught in an awful cage.
There is no hope, no way out,
No way to turn the page.
I long for strong arms to hold me,
Alas that they do not exist.
Oh, how I hunger for love!
How my lips yearn to be kissed.
Who knows what I have whispered into the darkness,
As I sit in this cage, alone.
How I wish I could escape,
And adventue into the unkown.
A peaceful death is not my wish,
No, death in battle holds more glory,
To die for a cause that is just,
Tho' it may be more gory.
Alone, I walk this sollemn earth,
My dreams slowly fading away,
Whence there was a hopeful girl,
A sad young woman stands today.