Poems from Sam

His Leaving


We came to the Grey Havens,
where we watched his uncle go,
Frodo turned to us saying that he’s leaving.
He gave a fond farwell to all,
then turning to me,
he gave me the book.
I didn’t want him to go,
the same feeling the others had.
Frodo got on the boat,
and turning to us,
he smiled telling us it’s the right thing.
I cryed when he left but continued on.
I came home to my wife and kids,
kissed them all and said,
“Well, i’m back.”
Frodo will always be remembered.