My Husband’s Gift

I lost my precious gold chain
An anniversary gift from Spain.
My heart shattered, then and there
When it vanished through the drain.

I cried silently in prayer
Arguing how this cannot be fair.
I got to wear it only once
I cannot miss it, I swear!

It had enhanced my appearance
Compliments, like fragrance
Had followed me that day
Much to the ladies’ annoyance

He asked me the next day
“Did you miss your chain?” “No way!”
I replied, but he smiled and said
“Here! I got it from the walkway!”
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Feba Susan

Feba Susan is a homemaker who loves to write whenever time permits. She loves good food and music. Honesty is the best policy has always been her motto.

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