- All that is gold does not glitter,
- Not all those who wander are lost;
- The old that is strong does not wither,
- Deep roots are not reached by the frost.
- From the ashes a fire shall be woken,
- A light from the shadows shall spring;
- Renewed shall be blade that was broken,
- The crownless again shall be king
But I felt that it did not relate to my story as well as I liked, so I wrote my own poem, please let me know what you think?
Even in the darkest of days
There is always a glimmer of light
Look deep into the darkness with courage
As it is often hidden from ones sight
When the days are shadowed by hate
And a cold mist covers the land
Hope warms the hearts of the weary
And steadies a weakened hand
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