A Vow
upon my left hand finger
lies a precious ring of gold
that indicates a vow i made
to keep as we got old
we married at a chapel
with His blessings from above
as one we wrote this fairytale
a special kind of love
though there were tribulations
our foundation braved the fires
for unconditional describes
the passion that's required
my ring's still on my finger
for you're the only soul
i'll ever need and cherish, love
together we are whole
Copyright © Jess Opperman | Year Posted 2020
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