Blossoms drifting down
soft like a shadow’s sigh
A gentle breeze dances by
like dreams
I think suddenly of home
Where by now
the leaves are falling
in the mists of autumn
and in the moment
It’s like catching sight
of heaven’s light
© Ann Bagnall

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