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Friday, December 23, 2011

Poetry: Widow's Ring

She loves him...
She never shared his name with me
Asking seems forbidden
She still wears his ring
...She loves him

When I talk about my painful past
She says "We are so different"
Glancing at the ring of platinum
That loops infinitely 'round her finger

His memory is kept behind her lips
The light of his being
Sparks slightly through her eyes
When love is conferred

How wonderful to love
To love and be loved
I see her now as
The richest woman I know...


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