Once when she was innocent, she had adored
that humble ring, its welded hearts, meager diamonds,
and the promise that was intended.
One boy, one night, and her vow was
forgotten. Laid to rest next to other stranded
silvers and golds.
Like her mother's bracelet or
her sister's gifted necklace.
All former favorites, now sit untimely out of trend.
Her naked finger recognizes its loss and she traces the ground
desperately seeking through her sobbing eyes,
unable to find what she has lost.