A Tribute to J.R.R. Tolkien
...and I would like to thank Mr. Tolkien... 
who has sadly traveled west, past the Gray Havens...  a heart felt thanks from a man, who was once a young boy of eleven, who needed a world like Middle-earth to ease the great sorrow that over shadowed him.

I sit beside the fire and think of all that I have seen,
of meadow-flowers and butterflies in summers that have been;

Of yellow leaves and gossamer in autumns that there were,
with morning mist and silver sun and wind upon my hair.

I sit beside the fire and think of how the world will be
when winter comes without a spring that I shall ever see.

For still there are so many things that I have never seen:
in every wood in every spring there is a different green.

I sit beside the fire and think of people long ago,
and people who will see a world that I shall never know.

But all the while I sit and think of times there were before,
I listen for returning feet and voices at the door.
One Ring to rule them all, One Ring to find them, One Ring to bring them all and in the Darkness bind them.
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