Fading

Your face fades from my mind's eye,
Your visage that was once so clear.
I can do nothing but sit here and cry
For the love forever lost from here.

Echoes of once ringing laughter
Are turned to no more than a knell.
Deafening to me that sound hereafter,
Pulling me down to my awaiting hell.

Duty requires that I must go on
And so I will, though darkness falls.
I love my land as I did my Amroth swan,
Though her memory stays within these halls.