Here's a poem I wrote one day in school. Enjoy!
I do not have the rich imagination of Tolkien, if I did I wouldn't be writing poems about his characters. So no, I do not own Gandalf or anything associated with him.
Well, I've been around a time or two
And have seen what there is to see
I've walked this world a thousand times
And've had names given to me.
Mithrandir am I among the elves
Olorin in the west
Incanus I was in the South
But Gandalf I like best.
The Grey Pilgrim, Alone and free
Atop a silver horse
A flame lighted in my eyes
Though none here know its source
I have talked with hobbits, ents and kings
(and even a few inanimate things)
My coming is rumored in every land
Against me many take their stand
I am called wise, but among my peers
Knowledge and wisdom are confused
One against me, Three are lost
But great power I have refused.
My power is in truth and nobility bright
Not in control of races
To leave all free to their own choice
And to protect happy places.
I weary of this world, and its cares
And I will soon depart.
I hope I've done some good back there,
And left goodness in it's heart.