The Smallest............
This sword
dragging behind
This brave warrior bold
returning from the cold
His story to be told
His enemies slain
on this momentous day
Dead where they lay
Skies weeping,
with cold rain
For,up in the the top trees
among the scree and stone
The dark ones
Venture forth
Daily,they come
Flashing silver fire
Elven sword put to work
Dark ones feeling elves ire
Dark ones lurk
Steady blue eyes
Reflect enemies slain
Under cold skies
Under cold winter rain
The smallest........
With the greatest..........
Courage
The heart to conquer all
in something so small
Flashing silver sword
Has struck a chord
Tiny elf to defend......
his way
On this momentous day
Wounded elves to tend
Daily battles won
Struggle to hold
It has just begun
This elfs' story to be told
The dark ones
They do not fear
But wonder why
They come to lurk and leer,
under cold grey sky
Ror,the battle for good
triumphs over evil
As it could
Daily above
in scree and top wood
Elves defend their love
The smallest...........
with the greatest............
courage
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