Circle

I said and meant, “My circles small.”

And then I think, my circle is not that at all. It’s not as large when I was small, when i didn’t have as far to fall.

I traveled far to see and such. I have this girl, we stay in touch. She calls me Dad, the love is much.

I think sometimes about the past. The plans we made that didn’t last. The dreams were still so true and fast.

It’s strange how things have changed and stayed. I remember how your body swayed. I dance sometimes to the music played.

Dennis Mantin