The Tendrils of Time


The Tendrils of Time

My beloved

Beautiful song that you were

Such joy you brought

Raised me up from the depths

Filled my empty heart

Healed my broken soul

Coloured even the darkest days

Promises of forever

From your lips to mine

In the manner of all things

Could only ever have been

Transient at best

In the tendrils of time

All things return to the stream

Fading away into memory

Like morning frost

In the sun

© Ann Bagnall 2015.

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