The rings you wore on your finger

Are now placed inside a very small box

Hidden away in my dresser drawer

Hoping that someday they will be forgot.

The rings that I had placed on your finger

Then after that, I took you by the hand

You were going to be my woman forever

And also forever, I would be your man.

So I swore to all that I would wear your ring

And I did that with a happiness and a pride

But then you took my rings off of your finger

Then inside my heart, a part of me just died.

As when I looked up upon our table

I saw your rings and there they just lied

Abandoned too, they were just like me

And if they had tears, I know they too would of cried.

So I took our rings and placed them together

Inside my dresser drawer inside a small box

So they can be together, for their forever

And from each other they will never be lost.

Randy L. McClave