Small Ring

I had a dream
Where I obtained a gold ring
With a small simple diamond
Black as coal

I had a set of three
A Rose, a thorn, and the small ring
I have the rose to a lover
The thorn to an enemy
And I kept the gold ring for me

The ring meant that my life was soon over
That I would take it from me
And now that I’m awoke
I fear that time will catch up to me