That lush green meadow

Across that barren desert,

That sand and dirt,

Lay a lush meadow,

I yell out but all I hear is my echo.

A movement caught my eye,

On a hill way up high,

A small round door in the hill,

A tiny boy peered out until...

“Gandalf!” the boy yelled,

The boy invited me into the Hobbit Hole in which he dwelled.

I peered out the small circular window,

I will always remember that lush green meadow.