The ringA Poem by MikeVThis is all true. I wrote it in rhyme form
My granny sat silent, observing my hands
She finally smiled at me and asked "Where did you get that ring?" I looked down,"oh this thing?" I then started telling her the special meanings of all my jewelry Then she smiled and handed me the most beautiful ring id ever seen She told me it was my gramps wedding ring from her As tears filled our eyes, she said, "now I was married to her" I smiled as my heart skipped a beat or two I looked at her and said,"granny, I do" © 2013 MikeV |
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