I see a halo of light.
I see a halo of words.
I see a halo of deeds.
I see a halo of history.
I see a halo of promises.
I see a halo of friends.
There are many circles around you.
The light is ever changing like you.
The words sometimes flowing from you.
The deeds speak of the inner you.
The history is what makes you.
The promises are what bind you.
The friends, they up lift you.
There are many circles around you.
These are the circles that I see.
These are the circles that I remember.
These are the circles that are you.
These are the circles that I enter.
December 10, 2007 at 8:21 pm
Okay, so this is a very lovely, lovely poem you have written. It brought tears to my eyes.
Your Friend,
M.B.
December 11, 2007 at 7:35 am
Thanks M.B.