The Time of Arwen

Find peace within your soul as I tell you these stories of old,
Alas these days that have come to pass,
I am dying by the moment,
My fate being pulled two ways,
As I pass these evil days,
Shall you fail in war?
My heart surely weakens,
Taking my life, one heart beat at a time,
"Come back to me" my soul cries,
As I proceed to fall our love slowly dies,
A breath of life pulls me away,
You have more to do, and much to say,
Arise! Go! Do not lay here like so,
Adventure and love,
You know you need him,
Sent from the one above,
Find him and love him,
So that your future may not be dim,
but full of love and joy,
and fate will bring you soon,
a blessed baby boy.

                                                     - Ireth Sindanarie

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