My hero is my Uncle,
My dear departed Uncle.
The man who raised me
From a very small child.

He was my father and Uncle
All rolled into one.
He taught me most of what I know,
And many life lessons as well.

He was brave and fearless,
Admired by myself and many,
Loved by all who knew him,
A King devoted to his Kingdom.

When he slipped into darkness,
I was helpless.
Watching him was so hard.
My hero in darkness.

Then, he was freed from that.
Remembered everything he could.
He was stronger
And knew the path he had to take.

The battle of the Pelenor Fields arrived.
He led the charge from the front,
Until his time came to part from me
And I wept for him.

My hero had gone,
Left me all alone.
But he will forever live on
In my heart.