The Ring

The Ring

A circle has no beginning or end

Eternal in nature and a symbol of Him

Who created us all, of which he did send

Us to Earth to prove valiant, but not on a whim;

For a plan was set forth that we may return

To live once again with loved ones so dear.

How will we make it, oh, how will we learn

To heed the voice of One, oh so clear.

The father was troubled, he wanted a plan

For his daughters to see and remember, and know.

 That promises kept, and lived surely can 

Bring joy and happiness while they stay true and grow,

Into fountains of virtue, skies full of love,

Flowers of goodness, meadows of hope.

What will assist to recall Him above?

But a ring that's a circle, eternal in scope.

The ring is placed on her finger with care

By father on the birthday sixteen, no less.

 A bright, shining emblem to happily wear

With words of true kindness that do deeply bless.

She shows it with pride and keeps it from harm

While thinking of values, age-old and true.

The ring reminds of the heart, oh so warm

That tells her to bear the phrase, "I love you."

Written By: Julie Bushman

And so it is with our two daughters when they turned sixteen. Their father presented a ring to remind them of the things they've been taught and to stay true to them throughout their life; to wear the ring until it is replaced by another. 

My only regret is not getting a photo with each one and their Dad!

The Ring - a symbol of purity and virtue, a reminder to stay true.

More to Come...but until then, Stick-to-it!