The Wedding Ring Collection

i open the box
They glisten in the light
Shiny, gold, smooth
All of them having a story
They belonged to many people
Alive, heartbroken, dead
Now they have fallen into my hands
I have come across these in many ways
The first I was given
The second I found
The back stories to some I will never know
Whether it was heartbreak, falling out of love
These small objects start relationships
And hold a promise of an eternity
For some that promise does not follow through
Girls dream to have these
To be presented one by their prince charming
However the reality is often different
These remind me of a happy time
With laughter, celebration, and talk of a bright future
Also of a sad time, lies, cheating, anger betrayal
An experience that most people will share
And yet so unique