Denial by Kara’s Aunty


 


Such joy to be in dear Bag End


And living with my loyal Friend


His sweet Rose lives here with us too


We’ll start our lives in Shire anew


.


I’m glad to see my Master well


The Shire can only help dispel


The Shadow that still tries to strike


At his dear heart and soul alike


.


It helps to write in Bilbo’s Book


Of all the journey’s that we took


Of lasting friendships that we made


Although I fear the price I paid


.


My Master’s not left home today


And nothing that his Sam can say


Will make him greet the morning light


I hope he’s feeling quite all right


.


With quill and ink in study bright


Of Wraiths and rangers do I write


My dear Friend brings me cakes and tea


His comfort always soothing me


.


I find it hard to understand


Why hobbit folk throughout the land


Don’t want to hear of Master’s deeds


Too busy with their own small needs!


.


I tarry in my study still


I just can’t seem to find the will


To mix in Shire society


It seems so far removed from me


.


I see my Frodo trying hard


His many trials to discard


So I don’t know why it should be


That I feel such anxiety


.


I think that I have worried Sam


He seems to sense how still I am


I really ought to try much more


To get myself outside the door


.


Dear Mr Frodo sat a while


In blooming garden of the Smial


It’s nice to see him out that room


It helps to trim away his gloom


.


The time I spent outside was good


It really helped to lift my mood


Oh what a joy the blooms to see


My Sam is far too good to me


.


I think he’s feeling better now


I’ve not seen sorrow on his brow


No weeds of pain shall blight his path


As long as I can make him laugh


.


September has now gone away


I fear the next October day


Shall bring an Anniversary


That may steal all the joy from me


.


I found him looking very strange


And dread consumed me at the change


When in his trance he did reveal


His wounds would never fully heal


.


Oh curse this horror and despair


I wish Sam had not seen it there


Upon my face that dreadful day


I’ll fight this gloom! And here I’ll stay


.


It seems he’s once more on the mend


The Ring will never comprehend


That even as it sows its seeds


His Sam is here to choke its weeds


.


The curse has lifted for a while


It’s easier for me to smile


And reassure my faithful Sam


Of how much better that I am


.


Oh how it makes this Gamgee glad


His Master is no longer sad


His Light burst forth when I did say


A little ‘un was on its way


.


I cannot wait to hear the sound


Of Gamgee children all around


And though my dreams be dark and fey


This Gamgee babe holds them at bay


.


By all the stars! It’s come to pass


The babe is here and it’s a lass


But naming’s not what I’m made for


So Frodo's called her Elanor


.


Elanor-lass is a delight


Her sweet laugh sets my soul alight


But I fear that it’s not enough


This growing pain I can’t rebuff


.


My lass adores Uncle Frodo


She turns his pale face all aglow


With loving smiles and twinkling eyes


As she for his attention vies


.


I spoke with Rose the other day


And soon I will be on my way


But Sam I fear I’ve yet to tell


He thinks I’m off to Rivendell


.


Oh blessed stars he’s feeling well


And off to visit Rivendell


I’ll follow him a little while


Before returning to the Smial


.


The Book for me is now complete


I have accepted my defeat


If I stay here my soul shall fade


Despite the efforts Sam has made


.


Strider the pony’s ready now


Though Frodo smiles I sense somehow


That deep within my dreading heart


This day will tear my soul apart


.


I think Sam knows this is the end


I hope he can forgive his Friend


Although he toiled so very long


To heal me, I am not that strong


.


Perhaps I’m just imagining


The pain and woe this day might bring


My hobbit sense at last has fled


If I’m consumed by senseless dread


.


I feel the need a song to sing


And Elven voices answers bring


It’s time to let my dear Sam know


Forever to the West I go


.


The Elves are here and suddenly


Their song does not sound sweet to me


It makes me want to yell and cry


It’s truth confirmed in Frodo’s eye


.


So now the truth must be revealed


It can no longer be concealed


My dearest Sam forgive me please


There is no way your pain to ease



Text (c) Kara’s Aunty