A dead tree
On the courtyard of stone,
Burning with hate
For all is lost.
But all be done at
The turn of the tide,
And . . .
Until the true heir must come
To claim the throne
For the tree
On the courtyard of stone,
Waiting for the enemy
To retreat back to the shadow.
And the White Tree of Gondor
Came back to life
On the courtyard of stone.
But not for long.
The tree was moved
To the graves of the ancestors of
Aragorn Elessar.
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A Collection of My Random Poems
PoetryThis is a collection of my poems that I have written. The will be long breaks between each poem posting. Some of them will appear in my other collections of work because they relate to the topic of that collection of work. I hope you enjoy reading t...
