The Class Ring

 

Close by the door he paused to stand, As he took his class ring off her hand. All who were watching did not dare to speak, As a silent tear ran down his cheek. All through his mind the memories ran, Of the moments they laughed and played in the sand. But now her eyes looked so terribly cold, He'll never have her again to hold. They watched in silence as he bent down near, To whisper, "I love you" in her ear. On touching her face he started to cry, He put on his ring and wanted to die. And just as the wind started to blow, They lowered her casket deep in the snow. Auther unknown :-(



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