And even after cold winters arrived each year with a sense of deja vu and left with stories that would be told in decades to come,
even after trips and falls were accustomed to and bruised knees were assets of their own,
even after locks of golden hair would be adorned with red ribbons stored in wooden drawers; a mark of innocence,
even after crossroads were overcome with something none other would know of except that sincere companion peacefully asleep next to her in bed,
even after frail, weak hands and wrinkled smiles hid beauty from the world but not love from wise eyes that would co-exist till the afterlife,
The vows stood strong and steady and never gave way.
And so the diamond ring shines on her finger, a solemn witness of remarkable life.