Lady with the Ring
It's not so much a prayer
as a plea:
Light the votives,
for my soul another day.
A grave robber's Lazarus
am I, not a sign,
but praise the Lord
just the same.
Through flickering light
not spirit, but flesh
for your loving eyes to caress,
your hands to wash clean,
to tuck between cotton sheets,
your lips to kiss the golden ring
that brought me back to you.
by Margaret Bednar, June 7, 2013
Our family loves to sit around a bonfire and tell ghost/scary stories. I've never heard this story before, and a summary can be found here: Lady with the Ring. (a husband buried his beloved wife with her wedding ring on. That night a grave robber digs her grave up. He is about to cut her finger off and steal the ring when she wakes up! She had been buried alive by mistake!)
Below Tim Eriksen sings his version of this tale "Leave Your Light On". (Facebook page HERE)
This is linked with and for the Imaginary Garden with Real Toad's Music with Marian "Hardcore Americana"
I also had to link his cool banjo version of "Amazing Grace" (I think it's a banjo)