While searching for a winter poem for Our Friend Ben, I have come across a website filled with lovely Tolkien poems. Here is one for you:
Sing All Ye People!
Sing now, ye people of the Tower of Anor,
For the Realm of Sauron is ended for ever,
And the Dark Tower is thrown down.
Sing and rejoice, ye people of the Tower of Guard,
For your watch hath not been in vain,
And the Black Gate is broken,
And your King hath passed through,
And he is victorious.
Sing and be glad, all ye children of the West,
For your King shall come again,
And he shall dwell amoung you
All the days of your life.
And the Tree that was withered shall be renewed,
And he shall plant it in the high places,
And the City shall be blessed.
Sing all ye people!
Click on this link if you are interested in more of the poems (several pages worth)
All That is Gold Does Not Glitter
All that is gold does not glitter,
Not all those who wander are lost;
The old that is strong does not wither,
Deep roots are not reached by the frost.
From the ashes a fire shall be woken,
A light from the shadows shall spring;
Renewed shall be blade that was broken,
The crownless again shall be king.