“Exquisite!” I thought when I saw it-
“The finest that I’ve ever seen”!
Three carats of carbon, perfected by time-
Cut polished and set in a ring.
The price was quite handsome, I grant you-
But love has no price, nor a dream-
It took me a year, the price tag was dear...
The bauble was fit for a queen.
How my heart throbbed when she wore it-
A sign that declared, oh, so plain..
That she was my lady, beloved, my betrothed-
And soon we would bear the same name.
A fool? I admit it..Why bother..
Deny it? It speaks for itself...
For the lady is wed to another..
The ring, on a Pawnbroker’s shelf.