In fifty years of loving you I’ve had five different rings
The first a tiny diamond, German reminder brings.
The second, a golden wedding band, in 1966,
Blessed in a church in Worthing, a Northern/Southern mix.
The third a simple silver ring, the fourth a ruby bright,
And now the fifth, my latest choice (old wedding ring too tight)
A Celtic ring, designed in gold, and now we each have one
To last, I hope, and show our love until our days are done.