Her wedding rings were gone

from her fingers,

what went wrong?

He found them on a velvet pincushion,

on top of the dresser,

circled around a straight pin,

his eyes grew thin,

those rings he would touch,

to her they meant so much,

gently he would choke back tears,

clear his throat with a small cough,

then he twisted his gold band off,

placed it on top her rings,

the past whispers in his ears,

as sadness sings.