Sunday, March 23, 2008

The Class ring




Close by the door
He paused to stand,
As he took the class ring
from her hand.

All who were watching
Could not speak
As a silent tear
Ran down his cheek.

And in his mind,
The memories ran
Of the times they laughed
In the sun and sand.

Now her eyes
Were closed and cold
Never again.
Would he have her to hold

He touched her face,
And started to cry.
Put on his class ring,
And said good-bye.

All watched in silence
As he bent very near,
And whispered "I love you"
Into her ear.

The doors opened,
And the wind began to blow
As they carried her casket
Out into the snow.

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