Uncle and Nephew

In the days of wild freedom
in the land of climate mild
Mother Hobbit did rejoice
at the birth of her little child.

'Frodo' shall be his name
and he shall fight brave battles
In every child or grown up game
He shall prove his mettle.

His Uncle Bilbo was pleased
At the birth of a new nephew
"He shall be my heir," he said
And the bond between them grew.

Frodo sat at Bilbo's knee
And heard many a tale
Of the Shire, and of Bree
Wagons, horses, ships that sail.

"One day, Uncle," young Frodo said
"I shall have an adventure"
"Oh, you'll just have a peaceful life ...
that I can ensure!"

But the Uncle was proved wrong
the day he found the magic ring
And his nephew inherited it
But of that, other voices sing.

My story is just of this
Uncle and Nephew bold
Which led to a legend
That Tolkien has told!