1350 hrs October 3rd 2005

Another year

has come and past

reflections of memories

on mirrored glass.

A tired sadness

my eyes behold

Another year

of heartaches untold.

Among the many things

I've learnt to fear

I lived my bitterness

in disguised tears.

I might have grown in wisdom

with strength above,

I learnt to forgive

when its hard to love.

As I put this year

into my past,

this next year

may well be my last.

Reflections of what's been

my yesterday,

is left in hope

of a brighter day.