Circle;

That is what you leave in my heart.

A tiny dot of pleasant warmth;

Which grows larger and hotter with each passing day.

Circle;

That is the shape my mouth makes,

When you tell a bad joke,

Or make a bad gaffe.

Circle;

The shape of my eyes,

As I watch you walk away,

Or watch you just being you.

Circle;

The essence of the wheel of time.

Turning here and there;

Taking all of life on an endless journey.

By: Katryese Austin