The shadows hidden
in the twilight of my heart
are shifting restlessly
slowly marking the hours
I live between the whispers
and the memories
A tree in the wind
the falling leaves
cascades of blossoms
and the rain
that sings softly
within the breeze
© Ann Bagnall

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