The Diamond Ring

That gold diamond ring on your ring finger
Won't outlive this poem filled with passion.
The man who gave you that ring may linger,
But can't exceed this piece of compassion.
Though that diamond may now shine in the sun,
Years of wear will finally take its toll.
When the ring lacks luster in the long run,
Still this rhyme is embedded in your soul.
When the diamond scrapes and gold ring rusts,
These words will shine like the light of the moon.
And when there's nothing but death to discuss,
You will come out and give praise where there's room.
Waiting until that day finally arrives,
Your image awaits these impatient eyes.

-this poem is a sonnet, which consists of 14 lines; 3 quatrains (4 line stanza), and the last two lines rhyme. each line has 10 syllables, and the rhyme scheme is ABAB, CDCD, EFEF, GG