A wedding ring’s a shelter that protects you from the fray,
but that safety is a bullet that can ricochet some day.
The grace that’s found in your retreat from the single’s race
can vanish in a moment. Disappear without a trace.
For the oath that’s made in marriage is a double one, it’s true,
dependent on another person and not only you.
Only one need slip the knot to loosen it, enabling
“his” or “hers” to suddenly be passé in its labeling.
Loyalty and fidelity are two-way deals, it seems—
and they only work when couples work on them in teams.
The prompt words today are ring, shelter, ricochet and grace. Here are the links: