Deep in the woods

I found a a tree twisted like licorice

A ring lay beside it

Shining in the light. I was fourteen.

I gazed over the beauty,

The circle shaped jewel

It fit perfectly on my finger

Like it belonged there. I was fourteen.

As I walked I admired,

Imagining it to unlock

Secret worlds and becoming a portal

To anything I wanted. I was fourteen.

I just kept starring at it

Looking over the unique design

Wondering how anybody

would leave such a beautiful ring

And who the ring belonged to?

I didn't want to find out.

Ahh,Fourteen