Forgotten Feelings

Above in a place that nobody goes
Lies an object that recalls many woes.
But also much love.

A dusty ring;
A cold, heavy ring;
A lost ring;
A ring that meant so much.

Pick it up.
Dust it off.
A piece of the sun
Held in your hands.
Once again,
Where it belongs.

Slowly, shaking, you slide it on.
Behold a simple, shining token
Of what me meant to you

Gleaming with light
Straight from his heart.
The purest kind,
A work of art.