Class Ring Close to the door he paused to stand as he took his class ring off her hand. All who were watching did not speak, as a silent tear ran down his cheek and through his mind the memories ran of the moments they’d walked and laughed in the sand. But now his eyes were so terribly cold for he would never again have her to hold. They watched in silence as he bent near and whispered the words "I love you" in her ear. He touched her face and started to cry as he put on his ring and wanted to die. And just then... the wind began to blow as they lowered her casket into the snow. This is what happens to men alive- when friends let friends drink and drive. ...poem recommended by Sean B. Weiner, who runs an anti-drug/alcohol program in Florida.