The poem is beautiful the way it is written.
If I were to make some suggestions, and just that... in the whatever it is worth department...
I slip this ring upon your hand,
Unbroken circle, sacred band,
For with this ring, I vow to you,
Forevermore, to you be true.
Through troubled times, when tempers flare,
Within my heart, shall always care,
Though mournful times of painful woe,
I'll stand beside to shield pain's blow.
In wonderous times of blissful joy,
I'll laugh with you, our lives enjoy,
I'll listen when you need to talk,
I'll hold you tight, will be your rock.
I'll understand your funny ways,
I'll tolerate your witless days,
I'll love you true, with all my heart,
'Til death, my love, at last we part.
As years pass by, if time does bring,
A tarnish to this sacred ring,
To you this pledge, in true love spoken,
Will sacred vow, remain unbroken.
For tarnish taints but surface shine,
In cannot touch, what now is mine,
This precious ring, a symbol of,
My everlasting, purest love.
Again, it was beautiful the way you wrote it Marilyn...