The circle of life goes ‘round and ‘round,
Like our dear farmers plow the ground,
Some crops grow tall,
Some freeze unseen,
And our lives are the same,
The world singing,
She holds some notes, longer and longer,
But she stutters on some, shortening, and stops.
But do not fret, for as one soul fades,
A pelican swoops delivering again,
Shed your tears, but not for long,
For earth will not freeze, she’ll continue her song,
Giving her joy, not too short nor too long,
Reliving the circle, renewing her song.
--Kris K, 21/05/2026
Theme : Carpe Diam / Death