What fortune to behold
Upon one's own left hand
A shining band of gold
A gleaming wedding band

No circle more complete
In earth's eternity
But this so pure and sweet
Divine security

Simple yes indeed
This quaint symbolic thing
But let it be agreed
There be no finer ring

No Pharoah's ever worn
A ring that could outshine
My finger to adorn
It is forever mine!

Secure upon my finger
It will ever be
That love's light might linger
And shine for you and me

Kelly