the tree wraps its memories <br />round and round in solid rings <br />rain, shine, storm of the years <br /> <br />i warmly wrap up yours in the things that we do <br />i feel myself swirling into your arms <br />holding them tight as rings, wooden rings <br />swirling, twirling and dancing round and round <br />to our best years.<br /><br />john tiong chunghoo<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/ring-memories/
