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Ring

I remember the ring my father gave my mother

I remember because it was pretty, shiny, and expensive.

But he isn't here anymore

I'd like to think he left a part of himself with us

I remember all the advice you gave

I remember because you understood, you cared, and you were simply there.

But I'm leaving soon

I'd like to give you a ring just like my father

But you don't like me and we are only sixteen

If you like me and if we were older 

I would give you a ring, just like my dad