Thursday, November 18, 2010

My Lost Ring

Oh dear ruby ring,
How I miss thou;
All I wanted to do was sing,
But I had to struggle, bend and bow;

Amidst the crowd and commotion,
Trying to stand straight even with the nausea;
Unsettled was the description of the situation,
At that point I no longer wanted to be here;

Then came the time to assemble,
I wondered what the rush was about;
Peeps pushing, I could crumble,
My body was in a state of drought;

Little did I know I wouldn’t get past stage one,
That I would also lose you, my precious;
I finally got into a room, thank God!
I gulp the clean air so superfluous;

That was when you called out from afar,
“Mama, mama, I’m gone, miss me, miss me!”
I raised my dainty left hand,
What I saw almost made me weep;

I saw nothing! You were gone,
How you fell off, I cannot explain;
But they called on me and I had to move on,
To no one I could complain;

None has replaced you and none can,
My jewellery compartment is incomplete without you;
So is my middle finger,
Promise to never forget you.