Vol.10, No.57, 2007
The Bracelet
by Daphne S. Lush (NF)

In nineteen hundred and ninety three
A beautiful bracelet was given to me
All carved design and made of gold
Engraved inside - a sight to behold.

This braclet is very special to me
Because it took thirty one years for me to see.
It was bought in nineteen sixty one
For Xmas, back when we were young.

We were planning a life together then
It was just a matter of when?
We were apart and far away
Planning our future together one day.

Our marriage was to take place in the spring.
You said you wanted to send me a ring
But I wanted to wait til we’d meet
To accept the ring and plans complete.

I didn’t know then, that it would not be
Nor of the bracelet that you had bought for me.

Fate stepped in and upset our plan
We drifted apart, losing touch and then,
We both went in another direction
Finding another to share our affection.

We were going through life, doing our part
When fate again took control of our hearts.
After thirty-one years we met again
and realized our feelings had not changed.

It seemed the years had flown so fast
Like only days now they had past
We thought this wrong and tried to stop
But now in touch, we found could not.

The bracelet then appeared gift wrapped
It’s amazing that so long, it was kept.
I couldn’t believe that it was from you.
And just as beautiful as when it was new.

Engraved inside “Daphne, Love Gerry”
And easy to read.
“Xmas 61” still plain to see.

It brought back memories galore
Of plans we made, which could be no more
It brought back thoughts both happy and sad.
Of our times together and the fun we had.

Now we are together once more
And even more in love than before.
The bracelet was a special token
of our love on hold, but never spoken.

I wore this bracelet every day.
It meant so much and still does today.
I think of it still with a special feeling,
The symbol, the engraving had special meaning.

At Xmas in 1993, on a trip to Newfoundland
The bracelet somehow slipped over my hand,
Became lost somewhere we do not know
In the car, hotel, or even the snow.

We searched and searched to no avail,
Others who knew, searched too, without fail.
We wrote letters to try and find it there,
Information returned - it was nowhere.

Ten years of looking but all in vain,
So now after all that, only the memories remain.
The bracelet was like a circle of love,
Which encircled us as if from above.

The bracelet is gone, and none can see
All is left of it is its memory!