A wedding ring for three days lost.

What’s the coolest thing you’ve ever found (and kept)?

Not all we have is ours to keep

Not all we seek is lost.

I had lost my wedding ring

And I was in distress.


The worst place I could lose it

On our allotment plot.

What was worse a bonfire

Burning lots of wood.


Must have pulled the ring right off

With my gardening glove.

The chances of me finding it

Really not a lot!


I poked around on that rough ground

But didn’t seem much hope

I guess it came too easily off

Because my hands were cold.


I did my best to find the thing

But there was not a chance.

Too many places I had been

Gathering up the wood.


So I went home to tell my wife

Who wasn’t pleased with me.

She should have been more angry

But I guess is used to me.


The ring was lost for three full days.

I thought it really gone.

We had given up on it

Were feeling quite forlorn.


But three days later we went back

To tidy up the fire

And raking up the ashes

Were amazed to find it there.


It had changed its character

Tempered in the fire.

But somehow it’s more precious

And I love it better now.


The gold looks slightly pitted

But I don’t mind at all.

For what was lost has now been found

Has character – is cool.

It feels to me a different ring

More special still to me.

Somehow it’s more magical.

A really special thing.

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