The Ring

Contributed by Barbara Ellen Banks

The ring was just a token of the love he thought was true

But when the love was broken, he was broken too.

He tries to understand it and maybe will in time

Is love then just illusion created in your mind?

And still the deep pain lingers and haunts his restless sleep

He can’t just make the love stop it’s planted much too deep.

And what of her you ask him, why did she leave him so?

There are no easy answers maybe he’ll never know.

So he endures with courage and hard fought bouts of pain

And wonders if he ever will trust in love again.