The Golden Ring

The Golden Ring

A Poem by Deborah Leah Krempa


Perhaps I should have listened

A little closer

Paid more attention

When you told me

I needed to reach out

Grab hold of the golden ring

When you asked me to marry you

I felt so rushed

No time to think it over

I just said yes

You bought me an engagement ring

It was sized but it felt too tight

So I gave it back to you

The following week

An awfully short engagement

But you were rushing me too fast

You bought me flowers every day

Gave me a rose dipped in 24 karet gold

You didn't understand

I couldn't be bought or sold

I needed time to make up my mind

But you were afraid to allow it

So we parted and went our separate ways

For a time until you called me

Out of the blue

Wondering if we could pick up

Where we left off

I said no I didn't think so

Somehow we dated again

For a while

I still couldn't make up my mind

Then my son died

You tried again

I said it was bad timing

For me it was too late

I always seem to hesitate

Now you have met someone new

You buy her flowers every day

You gave her a rose dipped in 24 karet gold

And I imagine she's wearing your wedding band

I just didn't understand

Perhaps I should have listened

A little closer

Paid more attention

When you told me

I needed to reach out and grab

The golden ring



© 2008 Deborah Leah Krempa

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Seems to me you hestitated for a reason and maybe it would be better to explore that. I once say yes to a marriage proposal because I just wanted the guy to stop asking me and it was the only way. Every single day for six months he asked me. He just wore me down. But as soon as I said yes I knew it was a huge mistake. So perhaps its in considering the reasons why we hesitate or say is the thing to do. I knew I was about to make the worst mistake of my life and maybe you did too. True this man sounds quite attentive, but that flowers everyday and roses dipped in gold thing aren't given everyday for life. There has to be something more concrete for a relationship to last.

Love this write and as you can see you got me thinking, so well done Deb. :)

Posted 11 Years Ago

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We have so many tools if we just use them; when our intuition causes hesitation we often over shadow it ... when our wisdom advises us we rationalize away its authority...

This is a wonderful write!
I truly enjoy reading this!
Thank you for your request!

Posted 11 Years Ago

Love isn't in the gifts we receive...

I have never been much of a gift-giver where it came to romance. Either she was going to love me for who I was or not at all and that is the way I have lived. I always felt those who showered their amor with gifts were hiding something or were insecure about something else.

They say everything happens for a reason and I tend to agree with that. There is a grand scheme to look for and if you knew deep down you wouldn't be happy with him, then you made the right decision.

The poem was awesome by the way! It flowed beautifully and carried a longing that few can actually grasp and set to words. The notion that the ring was too tight made for a great metaphor and you ended the piece splendidly. Excellent (:

Posted 11 Years Ago

Hind sight is 20/20, but the past is the past and we have to move forward. Nice write. I enjoyed reading.

Posted 11 Years Ago

sometimes two people just wind up having bad timing for each other. You might always wonder what if, but the bad timing, i think, is there for a reason. Maybe you just weren't meant for that golden ring. and it's not a bad thing. and it doesn't mean you weren't worthy of it. it's just the twisted fate of life. as always, a write from the heart and felt as such

Posted 11 Years Ago

The real gold ring is the treasure of personal happiness that comes from making good decisions in our lives, then we are free to enjoy life by taking responsibility for our own happiness. If its not right, its not right but for sure there is no future living in the past. great write.

Posted 11 Years Ago

We have all been there before. Uncertainty and hesitation are natural. It is a hard thing to try and look forward by looking back. Well written expressions. Look to the future with hope.

Posted 11 Years Ago

I like the way you reflect upon your life, for that is always a healthy thing to do. We all have our doubts sometimes whether we made the right decisions. But it is never good to make a decision when the time is not ripe.
Neither is it possible in a relation to pick up where you left off, because all people go through changes during the course of a life time.
Some things just are not meant to be. What if you had grabbed the ring the first time round and your husband would have met the new someone, I think there might have been a chance that he would have fallen for her and left you separated�
'I needed to reach out and grab
The golden ring'
I do not think so!
You followed your gut instincts which are there to prevent you from mishaps!

Posted 11 Years Ago

Dear debileah,

This man you're talking about in the poem seems to be a kinda inconsistant man. Another girl? Seems he didn't really love you as much as he said and showed to you. Really, you made the right decision.

- Puella M. W.

Posted 11 Years Ago

This piece really struck me as sad. I guess sad, because in your mind there's doubt that you missed something you could have had. But, as Blackbird said, there must have been a reason. Hell, with marriage who knows. None of us stay the same. Everyone changes, and to expect two people to stay on the same path is asking alot. I don't know, maybe I'm really tired, but the words seemed so full of blue. Rain..

Posted 11 Years Ago

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Wonderfully penned, debileah. Yes true there are moments we need to act, and we all hesitate.. we miss treasures. Keep writing you write too well..


Posted 11 Years Ago

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Added on December 22, 2008
Last Updated on December 22, 2008


Deborah Leah Krempa
Deborah Leah Krempa

Toledo, OH

I am grandmother,.. My children and my grandchildren I love them all so very much. They are my gifts from my creator, the blessings in this life. I simply adore poetry and the .. more..


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