I kiss a circle then say goodbye. It’s hard for me to stay on track during this lullaby.

I speak without words and lead without force. Follow my breath and you’ll move as one. Crowds obey though I hold no crown My tune decides who stays and who is gone.

I vanish when shared, yet grow when guarded. Seen by none, but lost with a click. Doors and screens both bow to me.

You'll often find synthetic versions of me in your favorite coat or vest, A famous golden me once launched Jason and the Argonauts' fateful quest.

Change my first, I’m a symbol of peace with a branch. Add one to my beginning, I’ll warm up your hands. It’s better to have had me than to not have at all. When you start to feel me, people say that you fall.