Poetry Clips – Melancholy (The Snow Is Falling)


The snow is falling

In quiet melancholy

As are the leaves

Red bleeding into white

The wings of mourning doves

Whistle in flight

Melting into the grey

And drifting away

Like the sun

Vanishing Into the night

© Ann Bagnall

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