Across the Great Divide by Kara’s Aunty



Dear Mister Frodo are you well?


I wish I knew but I can’t tell


No way to know if you’ve been healed


Your Fate from me remains concealed


 


Dear Sam I wish that you could know


The evil hurts that plagued me so


And tried to tear my soul apart


Are slowly fading from my heart


 


Dear Mister Frodo Bag End feels


So strange without your Baggins heels


Walking along its homely halls


No Baggins now between its walls


 


Dear Sam my most beloved Friend


And now true Master of Bag End


You are the only blessed heir


That I would see ensconced in there


 


Dear Mister Frodo you should see


The beauty of the Mallorn tree


That’s growing on the Party Field


It seems the Shire has truly healed


 


Dear Sam has Mallorn tree bloomed yet?


Let every hobbit not forget


The goodness that your hands have sown


With Elven gift that was your own


 


Dear Mister Frodo you were right!


I’m Mayor now! Oh what a sight!


So many feasts I now attend


Advice to Shirriffs I must lend


 


Dear Sam you must be Mayor now


I wish that I could see just how


Your common sense and steady hand


Keep hobbits safe throughout the land


 


Dear Mister Frodo Pip-lad’s one


So many Gamgee feet now run


In dear Bag End’s now crowded hall


I fear it’s getting far too small!


 


Dear Sam I have some news to tell


Dear Bilbo was not very well


His death has left me quite bereft


His pocket watch all I have left


 


Dear Mister Frodo I have been


To Minas Anor and I’ve seen


The good things that your love and toil


Have brought to Minas Tirith’s soil


 


Dear Sam Gandalf is on his way


To brighten up my lonely day


With Fireworks and all the Elves


Have come to see it for themselves


 


Dear Mister Frodo how I hope


You’re not alone and that you cope


Without your Sam to care for you


I’m sure the Elves their best will do


 


Dear Sam I now feel much improved


The Elves are kind and I am soothed


Enough by all their efforts here


That loneliness I need not fear


 


Dear Mister Frodo I still read


To little ’uns of every deed


That you and Mister Bilbo took


Such care to write in the Red Book


 


Dear Sam I hope you read aloud


To Gamgee children, make them proud


Of their dear Sam-dad’s bravery


When you took such good care of me


 


Dear Mister Frodo Ellie’s wed


A steady hobbit named Fastred


And on that day my Rosie cried


You’d think her favourite aunt had died!


 


Dear Sam my hair is truly grey!


How odd to see it look that way


I never thought I could survive


After the Quest, but here I thrive


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Dear Mister Frodo can you guess?


Goldilocks wed a Took, no less!


I hope her hobbit sense can make


A difference there and no mistake!


 


Dear Sam have all the children grown?


Now wed with children of their own?


How empty now the Hill must be


Without their songs and cries of glee


 


Dear Mister Frodo it’s unfair


That scent of Sea upon the air


Always it seems to call to me


But I can’t leave my sweet Rosie


 


Dear Sam it will not be too long


‘Til you hear gulls’ bittersweet song


Sund’ring Sea keeps you yet at bay


Though it will welcome you one day


 


Dear Mister Frodo it’s the end


Of Mayorship for your old Friend


I need to be with my Rosie


And all our dearest family


 


Dear Sam although my heart is light


Completely freed from Sauron’s blight


And Valinor a wondrous place


I cannot wait to see your face


 


Oh Mister Frodo Rosie’s gone!


Your Sam is left here all alone


I can’t believe I’ll never see


Her smile again shining on me


 


Dear Sam oh how I feel your pain!


But you’ll be happy once again


Your ship awaits, its Elven oars


Will see you safe to Elven shores


 


Dear Mister Frodo Ellie took


Safekeeping of the old Red Book


I’ll miss my lads, and lasses too


As I set off to sail to you


 


Dear Sam your boat it sails to me!


I sense your journey over Sea


And soon our hearts will reunite


Your dear face soon my soul delight


 


Oh Mister Frodo I feel sick!


But one nice Elf knows just the trick


My poorly self to quickly fix


Gamgees and water just don’t mix!



Text (c) Kara’s Aunty