We pack and leave, have fun in the sun then return, completing the loop. And think how we start out as babies, we whine, make demands, and are needy. And when we grow old, we revert, and whine and demand, and get greedy. One circle we all hope won't happen, the one which we all would elude, is the circle that gets completed when our kids return home with their brood. Circles are good things in general like the arms of a mother or dad when they're wrapped tight 'round scared children on the nights when the thunder is bad.
Circles have meaning, they're notable for the times that they're given away.
Made of silver or gold we give them to our darlings on our wedding day. Well, I'm not so sure about that. He sailed off and then circled back. It's sad but it's often quite true that we end our lives where we began. I speak of the hospital here, where we started, we end our life's span.