New Year Poem
poetic scribble by Bob Axell 2006

 

A year has passed,
It went so fast,
Memories don?t last, they break in half.

Eventually,
Our memory,
Will burn up like the air we breath.

A year forgotten,
Another to find.
A piece of history lost within my mind.

A year gone by,
Wasted time.
A rhymeless riddle and rythemless rhyme.

Another empty chapter,
Written inside.
The endless book I always write.