Our wedding rings are stainless steel,
A brushed aluminum gray.
The love we shared is rusty
With two egos in the way.
The sparkle of our future
Is daily growing dim.
So let us turn our hearts to God
Who honors promises!
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For this week’s Paint Chip Poetry Prompt at
Mystical Strings 
So much wisdom. Reminds me of the Roger Miller song that says:
It’s my belief
Pride is the chief cause of the decline
In the number of husbands and wives
I know that song, so true. Thanks for these prompts, and for reading and commenting!
Fading love is sad
I don’t like writing sad poems, but try to leave a ray of hope as well. Thanks for reading, Ron!
Oh yes Jesus is the only real promise keeper! And poems never go the way I plan!
☺️ Thanks for reading, Mary!
So sad, but with hope ✨
Thank you. ❇️