Memories (An Aching Void)


Sweet memories drifting in

A dream of whispers

Love’s sweet kiss

A gentle breeze

A leaf falls

A place hidden from all

A moment in time

Before the storm

Forgotten words

And promises

Your heart grew cold

My heart in ashes

All that remains

An aching void

© Ann Bagnall

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