Poetry Clips – Wither (Fading Like Memories)

Within a murmur

Of a breeze

There danced

And whirled

Some withered leaves


Fallen to ruin

From the arms

Of loving trees

Fading like memories

They embraced

The final fall

As the nightingale commenced

His mournful call

© Ann Bagnall

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