Happy Birthday, Bagginses ~ Sept. 22, 2011.

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What better way to celebrate The Birthday than with [manipped] photos by the late, great Pierre Vinet and a new poem from jan-u-wine. Happy Birthday, dear Bilbo and Frodo, our most beloved Bagginses.




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Autumn touches the Hill,

frost dancing and sparking
upon turned, dragon's- fire

leaves,
(drifted

tea-honey scent
caught
within the dips and ditches of the road).


It is our Hill,

our Autumn.

Our birth-day.


It is the Party tree,
and fireworks,

perchance,

from old Gandalf,
flowers and dragons

in spires of blue and red,
gold and green.

It is dancing
(haply beneath
the brass
of a cloud-ragged moon),

bitter-warm ale
and dark-sweet Longbottom.

Most of all,
it is the tramp

we shall take
upon the day,

just *us*,

rain-gusted
or sun-shined.

There will be tales
and silences,

sun-dapple trees
and slow-shadowed Thistle Brook.

There will be
just......

us.

And that will be
enough and more:

that will be
all.

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Most recent Frodo entry:

The Hill of Home, with illustrative paintings by Thomas Atkinson Grimshaw and Edwin Henry Landseer.

Other Links:

~ All entries featuring jan-u-wine's poems.