Exceptional My mothers gift on my eighteenth birthday ! Experiences of Death : Rondel of the Ring by Bicpen

A ring of gold, one band and colours three, symmetry encompassing love and life. My mother, a widow, also his wife; I was but seventeen, his son, he leaves. A great gift he gave, his respect bequeathed; to know him more deeply would have been nice. A ring of gold, one band and colours three, affectionately, never out of sight. A father to his children, I now teethe as beyond my soul's painful wounds I fight; at night my tears for him are always right. I adoring will to his figure cleave, a ring of gold, one band and colours three.

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