Rohirrim Princess

A heart sunken into grief
A mind almost lost to reason
Who will bend to take her hand?
Who will stand up for her
And be the rock she can build on?

A desert rose
Even needs to be replenished
Once in a while
Does it not?
It may become brittle
It may become forgotten
Standing like one of the statues
Standing alone in the wind

She may be witty
She may be brave
But one should not be
Left alone for so long
One such as she
Shouldn't be a desert rose
Standing against all
Alone