My Goldberry
My heart runs dark as blue berries
For you and for your inevitable change
With soft and growing orange light
With cool water wandering skies
You are all of me and as much mine
My Goldberry
Would you never stop
And always change though you needn't try
I give to you my conscious though
And you give to me
Your mercurial eyes
The way of seasons past like our memories passing by
His hat is blue. His boots... Yellow.