Aged a Day

This year I have aged a day.
Till moments haft passed
Today.
Ti's life was cast
a new way
grow mature with a dead
feeling
Twas her.

Life yet drawn bitter
I am now a sinner
Change I shower
Lost love this hour
Be`-it Love is lost
Old – old – memories ago

I withhold this face
From shamed memories
Reflection of new
Withed true
Or scaped of my enemies

This Eve hath covered
My shame
Scars troubled my name
For good
For good
Till Ever
She came

Broth bathed
A cold heart
From reality
Thus lost
Worn apart

Follow thoughts
This art
Sing`intra gentle
To calm and sentimental
Chaos found heart
Belief torn part
Life gone; gone-too`a start.

-Scott E Buttross

Copyright ©2004 Scott E Buttross