Round,Like a circle in a spiralLike a wheel within a wheelNever ending or beginningOn an ever-spinning reelLike a snowball down a mountainOr a carnival balloonLike a carousel that’s turningRunning rings around the moonLike a clock whose hands are sweepingPast the minutes on it’s faceAnd the world is like an appleWhirling silently in spaceLike the circles that you findIn the windmills of your mind.Happy New Year, fellow BirdBrains!
Round,Like a circle in a spiralLike a wheel within a wheelNever ending or beginningOn an ever-spinning reelLike a snowball down a mountainOr a carnival balloonLike a carousel that’s turningRunning rings around the moonLike a clock whose hands are sweepingPast the minutes on it’s faceAnd the world is like an appleWhirling silently in spaceLike the circles that you findIn the windmills of your mind.Happy New Year, fellow BirdBrains!