Ent by Crystal~elf
Silent, waiting.
Unseen in trees tall,
Sanding by old wall.
Tall and old,
Wise and bold.
Silent, waiting.
Silent, waiting.
His name is long beyond recall,
His head will never fall.
Listening and thinking,
Pondering and thinking.
Silent, waiting.
1 Comment
A very nice poem. Have you seen a picture of what Treebeard is going to look like in the movie? He’s going to look so kewl.