The Greatest Mistake

The Greatest Mistake

Have you no colour

Within your dreams?

Nothing within to give?

Has loneliness settled

Upon your winter worn soul?

Yourself forgotten

Inner feelings of emptiness

No lasting satisfactions

Adrift in the wind

Afraid to find an anchor

Your heart

Yearning to be filled

Do you crave the love

That makes a woman wait

Day after day

For a man

Who will never come?


This is the greatest of all mistakes

© Ann Bagnall 2014.

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