A Ring of Gold
A ring of gold on a silver chain.
Hangs around my neck .
My soul entwrined here in
A tangent memory of she
As close to my heart as she can get
If gold did rust my tears would have washed it away
but she will always be with me
Memorys fade but never leave
And nether will my love for she
That ring of gold I hold so dear
Is the one my father gave her on her wedding day.
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