A breeze through a cracked pane
Shadows on the walls
Of crowded empty rooms
The sky fades
Amidst the dying embers
Of the day
© Ann Bagnall
Walls (Dying Embers)
Annie's Poetry
Words and Pictures
A breeze through a cracked pane
Shadows on the walls
Of crowded empty rooms
The sky fades
Amidst the dying embers
Of the day
© Ann Bagnall
Annie's Poetry 
Beautiful Annie!
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