Bombadil

With "The Hobbit" still at the Cinema, here is a poem about a lesser character from Lord of the Rings, the enigmatic Tom Bombadil:

Bombadil
 
I travelled in the early dawn
And over hill and under dale
Before the dark began to spawn
I walked along, so hearty, hale
 
But now dark is closing fast
Time to settle, not to roam
Travelling days now long past
In forest grove, I make a home
 
Old man willow sleeps by river
I know him well, this is my land
Barrow wights bring cold shiver
But not for me, I can withstand
 
And from over land and far from sea
River-woman's daughter, come to me