Emerald Ring

Emerald Ring

She must have been a flapper,

the woman who first owned

my emerald ring.

Swing, sing, sling.

I’ll bet she did all these kinds

of things.

The roaring 20’s, the age of jazz.

For the first time in history, women were what they wore

rather than the children they bore.

I wish I’d known her, my parallel friend.

Sipping champagne cocktails, together

we’d have spread our wings.

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