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Entwives were the mates of the Ents, who had their gardens in the regions later known as the Brown Lands. When Sauron blasted that region, the Entwives escaped into the wilds of Middle-earth and were lost to the Ents (or so the Ents themselves believed). There is some speculation that they may have went into northern Eriador but little evidence exists.

Background

One of the primary daggers on the survival of the Entwives is found in Letter 144 of The Letters of J.R.R. Tolkien:

"I think that in fact the Entwives had disappeared for good, being destroyed with their gardens in the War of the Last Alliance (Second Age 3429 – 3441) when Sauron pursued a scorched earth policy and burned their land against the advance of the Allies down the Anduin..."
Letter 144

See also

How a song called The Ent and The Entwife mentions another possibility.

The Ent and the Entwife is an Elvish song that Treebeard sings to Meriadoc Brandybuck and Peregrin Took. It is about the Ents' desire that their wives come back to them, and the prophecy that that they might find a land where both Ents and Entwives can be happy together, though this will only be found after both have lost everything. The verses alternate points- of-view between the Ent and the Entwife.

   Ent When Spring unfolds the beechen leaf, and sap is in the bough; 
   When light is on the wild-wood stream, and wind is on the brow; 
   When stride is long, and breath is deep, and keen the
       mountain-air, 
   Come back to me! Come back to me, and say my land is fair! 
   Entwife When Spring is come to garth and field, and corn is in the blade; 
   When blossom like a shining snow is on the orchard ladi; 
   When shower and Sun upon the Earth with fragrance fill the
       air, 
   I'll linger here, and will not come, because my land is fair. 
   Ent When Summer lies upon the world, and in a noon of gold 
   Beneath the roof of sleeping leaves the dreams of trees unfold; 
   When woodland halls arae green and cool, and wind is in the
       West, 
   Come back to me! Come back to me, and say my land is best! 
   Entwife When Summer warms the hanging fruit and burns the berry
       brown; 
   When Straw is gold, and ear is white, and harvest comest ot
       town; 
   When honey spills, and apple swells, though wind be in the
       West, 
   I'll linger here beneath the Sun, because my land is best! 
   Ent When Winter comes, the winter wild that hill and wood shall
       slay; 
   When trees shall fall and starless night devour the sunless day; 
   When wind is in the deadly East, then in the bitter rain 
   I'll look for thee, and call to thee; I'll come to thee again! 
   Entwife When Winter comes, and singing ends; when darkness falls at
       last; 
   When broken is the barren bough, and light and labour past; 
   I'll look for thee, and wait for thee, until we meet again: 
   Together we will take the road beneath the bitter rain! 
   Both Together we will take the road that leads into the West, 
   And far away will find a land where both our hearts may rest.

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