Close by the doorway he paused to stand,
As he took the class ring from her hand.
All who were watching did not speak
As a single tear ran down his cheek.
In his mind the memories ran
Of how they laughed in the sun and sand.
But now her eyes are so very cold
He’ll never have her hands to hold.
Holding the ring he stopped to sigh
How proudly she wore it made him cry.
Just as his eyes began to tear
He whispered “I still love you” in her ear.
Then the wind softly began to blow
As they carried her casket into the snow.
