this was the first poem/reply poem by Rob and Leisa*) circle with this ring, re-birthing an innocence in me, so far gone.. never to return. reality does not allow spaces to be refilled, absent from undoing our youthful erratic splurges. where could a soul be found, replace this lost innocence. guilty of life. with this ring, i take you as my friend, and trust you will hold me up while angels sleep. this love seeps deeper than the others; blinded to my true self, as you see straight thru; capturing this lost soul innocence. guilty of living. Leisa West*) 03-07-98the circle is completed a circle that never ends constantly I find myself trudging aimlessly through life to find myself right back where I started is innocence gone? or merely in hibernation waiting like a caterpillar to be reborn like a butterfly in all of it's beautiful splendor? voids, gaps, empty spaces often appear yes, some will remain vacant others offer tremendous opportunity oft created from mistakes we do not wish to recall is it not possible to learn from these errors and permanently fill the hollow spaces created from our misguided youth? wandering souls we search for answers we seek to no avail for in our ignorance we do not know the questions with so few constants in the turmoil of life I cling desparately to what I know will always remain I may fall in and out of love my finances will rise and fall my moods may shuffle between joy, misery and utter indifference not unlike the changing weather patterns, I, too have my sunny days as well as my stormy ones my true emotions, are much like a tornado I cannot predict when or where they will strike I no longer trust them for too often I find that I have been betrayed by them there is perhaps only one constant that I can depend on my love for you, my friend and that which you return I know no matter where I wander no matter how lost I may get you will be here the circle is completed.... Rob Pierce 3/8/98 Back