Night is slow falling
darkness creeps across the sky
trembling candle flames
cool fingers of moonlight
the echoes from the shadows
are calling to me
the hours are drowning
morning feels oceans away
© Ann Bagnall
Annie's Poetry
Words and Pictures
Night is slow falling
darkness creeps across the sky
trembling candle flames
cool fingers of moonlight
the echoes from the shadows
are calling to me
the hours are drowning
morning feels oceans away
© Ann Bagnall
Annie's Poetry 
” Night is slow falling
darkness creeps across
the sky”— love these words the most
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