Michael Micmac Mccrory (25/01/1954 / Belfast N, Ireland)
'A jinxed wedding ring'
‘A Jinxed wedding ring’
A gold wedding ring with diamonds two
A hundred years ago was bought new
He went down a mine, a hole to blow
Something went wrong, what? We’ll never know
She kept the ring on her wedding finger
Cos for his return, she did linger
She died all alone in a paupers bed
Wear this on your wedding day to the nurse she said
The nurse wore it with pride
Seeing the old lady by her side
Next day her husband went off to war
Never to be seen any more
She waited for him and happy news
A life of solitude was what she choose
Constantly waiting forever forlorn
Her wedding ring forever worn
The nurse gave it to her daughter
Whose husband also went of to the slaughter
She wondered what It was all for
Another widow, another product of war
The ring was passed down to her son
Who gave it to his chosen one
But, shortly after the lovers pact
They were both victims of a terrorist act
Once something new the ring of gold
Was handed down as the something old
There’s no use for you to get worried
The jinxed ring is now buried
Never to produce another loner
Interred with it’s last owner
Another gold ring with diamonds two
My dear! ! ! Will be bought just for you
Michael Micmac Mccrory
Michael Micmac Mccrory's Other Poems
- ' Having Money is Good For The Soul '
- ' I missed you '
- ' The Unpublished Poets '
- ‘That was me; but who am I? '
- 'A howling at the fouling'
- 'A jinxed wedding ring'
- 'A lonely Valentine card'
- A Painful Experience
- A Poem in Mime
- 'A question haiku'
- 'A sonnet for lovers'
- A Sonnet for Noireen
- 'Al Zheimer Will Be My Friend'
- 'Ali's Alibi'
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