In the Wishing Glass


In the Wishing Glass

In the quiet hours

When the world sighs

And the day sleeps

I feel you near

In the wishing glass

You are a white shadow

Shining

Intangible

And I am here alone

Beyond the cool reflection

Eyes as deep as wells

Heart seeking

Hands on the frame

Unseeing

© Ann Bagnall 2016.

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