Middle Earth – A poem of Middle-Earth

by Mar 1, 2002Poetry


Elves of Rivendell.
a poem of
MIDDLE EARTH~ by: Paige Ruff

From the golden wood of Lothlorien,
to the eaves of the shadowy Mirkwood,
the good and grace of Rivendell,
The evil eye of Mordor that sees all,
Once great were the halls of Moria,
The endless plains of Rohan,
The green hills of the Shire,
Gondor with its long lost heir,
Superior stand the Misty Mountains,
The rushing tides of the Great River,
All this is soon to be lost in legend,
Becoming nothing more than a fading memory of an ancient land.


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