Spring flows in on gentle winds
Birdsong clear and sweet
echoes across
calming crystal water
the first buds of the season
blushing pink
and the sky
is perfection in blue
Yet sorrow haunts me
in this perfect moment
Drenched
in my memories of you
© Ann Bagnall

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