friends

Deorla stood at the threshold of their new house, her heart fluttering with excitement as the early morning light streamed through the trees. The house was smaller than she'd imagined altho still much bigger than the previous one, there was something about it that made her chest swell with pride. The stone walls gleamed in the sun, a clear sign that the work was good, even if the cost had nearly drained their savings.

So, here I am. In a town I do not know, far away from Edoras, from the woods, from the fact that I use to listen at the crickets during night, from picking up flowers and herbs. What I will find here? People.  To meet people or interact with them, is not what I enjoy most, but still I do it and I did that when I arrived to Bree.

There are days that are cold
When the dark times unfold
When all others seem gripped by the frost
So yer stare at the night
Look for thoughts that are bright
And a friend that yer thought yer had lost

I am sitting among my friends Copper and Nelendor, along with my Papa and Father. A lot is going on, and I suddenly feel overwhelmed, so I sit a bit off, and listen to their talk. I find writing poems helps me to calm, so here we go...

Poem 1: