To Echo Alone

Softly flickering candle light

The tapping at the window

Is only rain

And time stands still

A breeze through a cracked pane

Shadows on the walls

Of crowded, empty rooms

Watching the sky fade

Amid the dying embers of the day

Gently a leaf falls

To echo alone

© Ann Bagnall and AnnieB222.wordpress.com, 2012. Unauthorized use and/or duplication of this material without express and written permission from this blog’s author and/or owner is strictly prohibited.

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