Silver circles. Sparkling and dripping with diamonds. Wrapped so carefully around a finger. Feels like home because home is where the heart is. Forever a part of the body, the love that is, and a pendant ring to show it. Over the years it’ll spin around the finger and back again into it’s original place. Like life itself, they’ll spin around in circles and go places they’ve never gone, they’ll hit rocks and hills, and smooth paths, but in the end they’ll end up in the exact position they were in when they started. The circle of life, that ring is. Begin and end the same way, either physically or emotionally, or sometimes both, but it’s just the way it is.