From Sam to Frodo
by: Lydwina Marie
I imagine Sam thinking this to Frodo at Mount Doom, when Frodo claims the Ring for himself. I originally entitled this poem “Fear”.
I look at you — in your face —
and sadness fills my heart.
You will not fight for what is true,
your face speaks more than words.
I know I can’t force you to do
what, above all things, I should;
Fear has overpowered your heart,
and shivering, accosts your soul.
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