Wednesday, December 4, 2013

The Rings

The Rings

I find myself thinking that I
am changing in a very subtle way.
My rings are put away.
The circles of gold
hold years of our happiness
that travel round and round like a spiral.
Without you with me, the energy is interrupted.
The sparkle has dimmed.
The surface etched.
These symbols of our love
can not hold any more love from each other.

One day they will sparkle again and look like new.
Upon the finger of a loved one we knew.
Our stored energy and love will spark theirs and begin anew.

Letting them slip off my finger.
A tear slides down my cheek.
There will never be another that could ever make me feel so complete.

Cathy
12/04/13

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