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She found his ring
the other day
where she had put it
safe, away.
Like a key
its lock undone
the ring brought memories
one by one.
‘With this ring’
the preacher read,
promises given,
vows were said.
The time was short
to the ‘death do us’ part
and now his home
was in her heart.
A single tear fell
from her eye.
It always did that,
made her cry.
She kissed the ring,
tucked it back away
and locked up the memories.
No more today.
C.J. Heck
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Anna Russell (2/23/2006 5:48:00 AM)
Such beautiful language on such a said subject. This was a poignant delight to read. I especially liked 'and now his home was in her heart.' 10.
Hugs
Anna xxx |
Hugh Cobb (2/16/2006 4:21:00 PM)
Dear CJ,
This is a tender and touching poem on the aftermath of loss, and how we honor the one we loved and how those memories can trigger tears of healing, because the wound must be reopened with each look at that token and hopefully, the healing will make the heart stronger and more resilient. A lovely and heartfelt poem.
With warm regards,
Hugh |
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