Rings Poem by Vera Sidhwa

Rings



Circus girls swing,
Arm after arm,
On large circus rings,
Such adventuresome things.


Fit by an eager man,
On my eager hand,
A ring of romance,
Love at hand.


Holding baby hands,
Together,
Slowly circling,
Into in a ring,
Children songs sing.


Let's gather all the rings of this world,
And twirl them around and watch them swirl.

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