The Ring

Gregory Adam

She stares at that ring on her finger with a far


Away look in her eyes


She thinks of the memories that linger


Of the good days that quickly flew by


And she remembers when a young man would say


That he'd found the love of his life


She gave him her hand and he placed on a band


And asked her if she'd be his wife





Some may value it's silver


And some may value it's gold


But she knows no greater value than the


Memories it holds





She added a stone when the children were born


And her husband now looks down from above.


She's lived a good life as a mother and wife


And the ring is a symbol of love





Some may value it's silver


And some may value it's gold


But she holds no greater value than the


Memories it holds





And her friends know when to leave her alone


They can tell she needs time to cry


She stares at that ring on her finger with a far


Away look in her eyes





Some may value it's silver


Some may value it's gold


But she knows no greater value than the


Memories it holds





Than the memories it holds