• 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 waslked 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.
    ~Mandii Ford