Soft world of white

a thrill of blossom

across an empty sky

petals and snowflakes

whirl like dancers

glittering

for but a season

here they have all fallen

in this strange interlude

of quiet

soon to vanish

into thin air

not yet delivered

to eternity

© Ann Bagnall

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