A Band of Gold

A Band of Gold

I wake up as the light unfolds;
another day of dread.
The sunlight paints a band of gold
across the empty bed.
It doesn’t warm the ling’ring cold
or change what lies ahead.

(Refrain)
A ring sits on the bedside.
It’s lost its love worn shine.
A circle holding loneliness
just like this heart of mine.

The wrapper on my cigarettes
is held by a thin band
reminding me of my regrets.
This isn’t what we planned
when first I placed a golden ring
upon your loving hand.

(Refrain)
A ring sits on the bedside.
It’s lost its love worn shine.
A circle holding loneliness
just like this heart of mine.

It seems that everywhere I turn
I can’t escape the signs
as thoughts of what we had return.
The images remind
me of the bridges we have burned.
They won’t go from my mind.

Each morning as I wake up,
the pain and hurt still linger
like the pale gold memory
that wraps around my finger.

(Refrain)
A ring sits on the bedside.
It’s lost its love worn shine.
A circle holding loneliness
just like this heart of mine.

Notes
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Prompt: Number 1: “A Band of Gold” (must be used in the title and the verse)

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Ken