Sorrow (Broken Like Blossoms)


The sorrowful cry of a lonely bird

Floats in on the wind

And I am broken like blossoms

That fall softly through my fingers

Like moonlight flowing over me

Intangible

Like glimpses of dreams

That cannot be held

Each burning out their time

Waves of grief break over me

And I am sadly adrift

© Ann Bagnall

 

 

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