Friday, October 17, 2008

Another Year

Another twelve have come to past
Some too slow and others too fast
Strings once new now twang and rust
Music that soothed now curse and cuss
Pain from love has settled in
Love from pain still wears a grin
Colours blur as I sit and write
Words once lies now come to light

A tree that once stood tall and strong
Roots now plagued with hurt and wrong
Truths scar deeply but still they fight
On to save the tree of right