Petals of spring blush and whisper

softly sighing as they drift away

leaves of fall feathered with flames

burn with desire

throwing themselves

quivering, upon the wind

as my soul aches to be free

like a boat untethered and drifting

upon a beautiful sea

© Ann Bagnall

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