A simple poem on the circle of life.

Parrellel Circle

Newborn cries,

Grandma dies,

a fresh beginning,

hear Angels singing.

Baby breathes,

Reaper thieves

life to the meek,

and death to the weak.

He cast his rod,

return to God,

child can be,

the dead turn to He.

So much worth,

newborn birth,

gasp last breath,

and turn to death.

Within define,

both a parrallel line,

a circle make,

for creations sake.

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