[Galadriel55]

By your leave.



I lived in a happy place;
It was old, but fair of face.
Me, my sister, and my brother
Lived in peril, but weren't uncovered.

We saw nothing, yet we know -
Me, my sister, white as snow,
And my brother, older still.
Thus we lived and faired until

War was won but something lost.
Many people felt the cost.
Brethren do not need to lie -
We knew we will have to die.

My dear brother then stood forth
And sent a legate to the north,
To survive beyond all fears
And bear tribute to these years.

Wonders sometimes can betide -
By my brother's legate's side
Appeared last of my fair kin
(Although me she's never seen).

When we knew it was the day
For our time to pass away
With us another life was taken.
No more here my kin shall waken.




Urgh, one long idea. :/