Poems

Class Ring
Close by the door he passed to stand,
As he took the class ring off her hand,
All who were watching didn't dare speak,
As a silent tear ran down his cheek,
All through his mind memories ran,
Of the times they laughed and walked hand in hand,
But now her eyes looked very cold,
He'd never have her again never to hold,
All were silent as he bent down near,
To whisper "I love you" in her ear,
In touching her face he started to cry,
He put on his class ring and wanted to die, 
And just as the wind began to blow,
They lowered her casket into the snow.
                                      -Author Unknown

If
If nature has made you a giver,
Your hands are born open and so is your heart.
And though there may be times
when your hands are empty,
Your heart is always full,
And you can give things out of that.
                              -Author Unknown

You can't change yesterday.
You don't know what will happen tomorrow.
The only thing left is to live for the day.
                        -Author Unknown

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