Embracing the Fall

Within a murmur of breeze

There danced and whirled

Some withered leaves

Cast off petals

Were carelessly strewn

Like once treasured dreams

Now fallen to ruin

The spring day lingered

In the lake

And I missed the signs

Of my mistake

I closed my eyes

Embraced the fall

The ache of memories

Embraced them all

Yet in my heart

One rose was pressed

I held it fast

And held my breath

I knew that love

Would do the rest

A scattered fragrance

Lingered on

And in the dark

The nightingale wept

His lovely, lonely song

© Ann Bagnall 2014.