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this diamond ring

                 ~ for mom ~

the dearest thing she’d ever owned
          she had just once, found it alone
               sized down to fit her shrunken frame
     in waning years, though sadness came

but promptly back, ‘pon finger, posed
          where Dad had put it … then proposed
               and there it shined throughout her life
     to bright the way - her king’s dear wife

but ‘fore she parted this dear earth
          she made it one more gift of worth
               and showed her son the depth of love
     that she’d keep sending from above

she took this treasure, gold and grand
          and placed it sweetly ‘midst his hand
               then wrapped his fingers ‘round it tight
     and kissed her boy … his last goodnight …

          well …

that ring became my dearest prize
          but much too small and thin to size
               so bought, I did, one bright gold chain
     and on that strand … her ring remains

and it shall stay there, ‘gainst my chest
          to show the world her love was best
               ‘til from this charmed world I depart
     Mom’s safe and warm there …

                    near my heart.





~ POETRY AGAINST POVERTY ~

( photographic art created copyright-free by the author with iPhone and Prisma software )
Copyright © | Year Posted 2026

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