Ég sá að Aragorn skrifaði ljóð úr LOTR þannig að mér datt í hug að skrifa ljóð eða vers líka.

Þetta sagði Éomer þegar menn voru að syrgja lát Théoden:

Mourn not overmuch! Mighty was the fallen,
meet was his ending. When his mound is raised,
women then shall weep. War now kalls us!

Hér er Gandalf að syngja um Lórien

In Dwimorden, in Lórien
Seldom have walkt the feet of M
Few mortal eyes have seen the light
That lies there ever, long and bright.
Galadriel! Galadriel!
Clear is the water of your well;
White is the star in your white hand;
Unmarred, unstained is leaf and land
In Dwimordene, in Lórien
More fair than thoughts of Mortal Men.

PS. Ég ætla að senda inn fleiri flott ljóð úr LOTR seinna.