Shadows are sighing
Falling in unseen places
I catch sight of you
Only glimpses mere fragments
Then they fall away
Melting into the morning
Like distant music
That still plays upon my soul
Dreams of forever
Like achingly soft spring rain
Or cherry blossoms
Slip through my outstretched fingers
Yet still linger in my heart
© Ann Bagnall

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