I awake with
Conscious fear
Where's that ring
I placed it here
Precious silver
Diamond bright
Sheds a brilliant
Spectrum light
Search the cupboards
Draws as well
Perhaps it's lost
Perhaps it fell
Search the carpet
Round the wall
Down the stairs
And through the hall
Frantic turning
Tossing sweeping
Every corner
Almost weeping
Where o where
Can it have gone
Haven't had it
All that long
Then a voice
A gentle warning
Have you thought
To pray this morning?
What you seek
By faith was gained
And faith is how
To keep it chained
Perfect wisdom
Sudden peace
Bids the mental
Stress to cease
So with faith
I take my stand
And find that ring,
Still on my hand!