Hannah Dane
Creative Writing Editor
You found it on the floor, miraculously!
Maybe you bought it at a shop or ordered it online.
There has never been a better ring,
a better fit, a better feel; it even shines!
It sits tightly around your index finger,
hugging it, snugging it, in a tight embrace.
You can barely feel it anymore!
It has clearly found its perfect place.
You’ve tried other ones before
at special events or for a bit of change,
but oh, nothing compares to your special ring.
It goes with everything, takes you everywhere.
Some days it snags on your shirt,
Leaves a scratch on your arm,
Or a bright red band on a swollen, choking knuckle:
Only temporary dents.
One night you left it on while in the tub,
while swimming, surfing, in a roaring tsunami, a level 5 hurricane!
And still it sat still, holding your hand tightly,
The dent it leaves dug deep and welcomed.
- For my Léanne
