Grammy's Wedding Band

I remember when I was little, Sitting on my Grammy's lap, I used to ask why she still wore her band, She said because she still loved her man. He had died many years ago, Long before I was born, Then she spoke to me of the meaning, Of the wedding ban she's worn. She said when I get married, To keep on that wedding ring, For to take it off would break, The vows and what they mean. She said the band is circular, And made of precious gold, To remind us how love goes around, And how precious it is to hold. * ~ * ~ * ~ * ~ * ~ * ~ * ~ * ~ * I took my rings off years ago, Told him I was no longer his wife, I was only his companion, Though legally married for life. He knew my grammy's story, How much my ring meant to me, It wasn't much monetary value, But of sentiment you see. For me to take off my ring, To tell him what I couldn't take, Took all the strenght I had, I left my life up to fate. I never went out looking, For another love, Just stayed his companion, I had his children's love. Acceptance was my way of life, This is how it would be, I filled his status quo, I was his company. He seemed to accept all this, Why should he change, He had all he wanted, Who cared that I felt estranged. Now I've grown stronger, I want more out of life, I've raised our children, No more will he call me his wife. Who knows where my life will lead me, Who knows if love I will meet, But I refuse to surrender, I will not let life defeat. My band sits in its little box, A reminder of how we once loved, He has killed all my feelings, Lost all my wifely love. So if I end up all alone, Then alone I will be, But at least I will be happy, Then being married company."still believe in marriage, just has to be with the right person, would I ever do it again...hmmmmm, never say never, but it would take alot to convince me" ROFLMAO...talkin to myself again....UT OH LOL Written March 3rd, 2002 © on Mar 03 2002 05:33 AM PST   18 • 0 • 8