A/N: This apparently is about Legolas

Disclaimer: I don't own LOTR, wish I did…

Legolas the Elven

Greenleaf of Mirkwood

So golden is your hair

Like the golden leaves of Lorien

Your eyes more blue

Then the afternoon sky

So graceful and nimble

With bow in your hands

Like a skilled dancer

As you move your hands

Deadly are your knives

Though beautiful and graceful

Move with the speed of the quite gentle wind

So loyal and noble

Yet so distant and secluded

Are you among those around you

Oh why of fair green leaf

Must you distance your self from them

Are you afraid to be hurt?

Like the fairest and most beautiful leaves

That find themselves to be battered

By the wind and those that pass by?

Do not be afraid oh graceful green leaf

Oh Legolas the Elven

To hear the gulls call

For it will lead you home

To a well earned

Peaceful and quiet rest