- Non-Erotic Poetry
- The Ring
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The Ring
1989
She was a gentle child
with a shiny smile
Her eyes glowed in
both the sun and
moonlight
Her hair was soft
like the downy
feathers of a chick
When all the guys
saw her they immediately
feel in love
She was showered
in expensive gifts.
Then one day
she got a different type of gift
The gift was a ring
Now this ring wasn't made of gold
nor silver
It was made of flowers woven
together to make a ring
It fit perfectly
on her finger.
Then the war
began
He didn't want to go
But the gov't told him to do so
He bid her farewell
and went away
to a land faraway
That day was their last
embrace.
One day while crossing a river
in that faraway land
He was killed.
Upon that sameday
She died giving birth
to a small child
Who would never know
how much they loved her
and eachother.
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