A Circle Poem by to those who wonder what life is about

A Circle

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A shape that can keep going
on with no ture end.
everything is a circle
the money flow,
life and death,
Day after day,
Year after year,
a never ending flow
good deads for good things,
bad deads for bad things
Minute after minute
the constand counting of seconds
from 1 to 60 after ever minute
that comes and goes
to create every hour
then to create every day.
CD's spin in circles so you can
listen or watch what it has to hold
Life is a cirle
and so is just about everything else

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Zen Bojczuk 14 March 2007

and so life goes on in the circle game. Nice poem. Zen

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