Orange Circle is what I see
leaves, 
brown sticks,
the background is blurred,

spring, summer is all I wonder
Orange Circle.. reminds me of the sun,
oh how I wish summer could come

Bright days,
Bright people
Standing out from the moon and the stars,

spring, summer
when will these days come?
BURST!! BOOM!! 
Happy days to come

This poem is inspired by a photograph by Roe Ethridge.