This ring from my mother.

This ring and I have been through it all Seasons, months, funerals and joy This ring is my brother, my sister, and friend Till death do us part this ring is my man This silver ring that lives on my finger Is only as cheap as they come if it wasn't for her who gave the ring value that gave the ring a good home If I dare to lose this ring I will have only lost it physically I will still be sad and hurting but I will always have this ring from my mother