The Wedding Ring

Even before I had it my ring took in memories.
It knew what would happen so it wanted to help me.

It reminds me of my dad and the things we had done.
It’s the sun in my life and makes neon seem dull.

The ring is my trophy and yet my reminder,
Of the sad thing that happened with it.

I am very sad but happy as well, because my new owner said this very well,
“I will give it to my son, and tell him to pass it on as a special heirloom.”