Round Abound

Circles are complete,
Aren’t we?
Isn’t it neat?
A life to be,

In round abound,
Lighting travels,
Laughing sound,
Crying marvels,

From birth to grave,
Marching along,
King and slave,
It won’t be long,

The latter be the other,
Reach for ascension,
Child, son, daughter, brother,
Shift the dimension,

Collected friend,
Drawn with out,
An open end,
Round about……………

FTBAS 928.11