Blossoms fall softly

on the canvas of my soul

there is a fragrance

flowing softly over me

as I see the dawn

tumbling and jasmine scented

I am unwinding

drifting in and out of sleep

yearning to remain

in this place of memories

where dreams bloom

and return you to me

© Ann Bagnall  

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