As I stand here on the mountainside
Oe’r the darkning Morgul Vale
I begin wonder….
Will I live to tell this tale?
Will our friends all die in Battle?
Will they go on with their lives?
Will they remember us,
hidden under pitch black skies?
Will I ever see the Shire
or a new sun rise?
Will I ever see the Green Dragon
and Rosie’s sparklin’ eyes?
Will they ever tell of Frodo
and how he did his best
and how he held on to his hope
on an ever hopeless quest?
Will they ever tell of Samwise
who remained steadfast and true?
Will they remember two tiny hobbits?
Or the question is, Will you?