Poems from lsutton

Unnoticed
On her way to make pocket change Fridgid wind biting her face She sees it half submerged in the bank frozen solid clear as ice out of...
O Gandalf! My Gandalf!
O Gandalf! My Gandalf! our fearful quest’s begun. Our group will travel brook and dale, the burglar sought will come. Great Smaug is near...