Years are drifting
The numberless days escape me
From the silence within
Your name echoes
And sorrow flutters in
On her finely fashioned wings
© Ann Bagnall
Sorrow (Your Name Echoes)
Annie's Poetry
Words and Pictures
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Years are drifting
The numberless days escape me
From the silence within
Your name echoes
And sorrow flutters in
On her finely fashioned wings
© Ann Bagnall
Every day hope rises.
Really lovely poetry.
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