The circle of life.
Never ending.
Born again,
Through the trees and the flowers,
We live forever.
My dog just got put down and I despite being upset, death doesn't seem like an end to me, it happens to us all at some point, it's a never ending circle, but we always go on in a way, this is what made me feel better about it
the poem is so short because what else is there to it?
there was nothing else that i felt i could say on it
