Poetry Clips – There Were Blossoms On The Tree (The Pain Of Parting)


There were blossoms on the tree

Tumbling down

Stripped

By the wind

Pirouetting

Until their life is spent

The essence of the season

Dramatically ending

Everything melting

Again the pain of parting

I feel left behind

And somehow

Out of place

© Ann Bagnall

Inspired by a writing prompt on Twitter from @FromOneLine

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