Circles

I'm going around in circles
like a child on a summer’s day,
twirling with arms outstretched
trying to catch the sun.

Why do square dancers go in circles
but round pegs can’t fit in square holes?
My whole life’s a circle, sunrise, sunset,
circles, rings, loops, wheels,
form a circle play a game,
Ring Around A Rosies … London Bridges Falling Down

I’ve been going around in circles
like a chicken with it’s head cut off,
no focus, no purpose, no idea my life is over
and all that’s left is this erratic dance,
running ‘round and round.

Ashes to ashes, dust to dust
endings bring new beginnings
my whole life's a circle
spring, summer, fall, winter