Uneasy winds

restless leaves

one rose

that none may pluck

within my heart I hold

it intertwines

our aching souls

a frail twilight breeze

whispers a promise

it echoes between us

and the colours

of a sighing

are adrift

upon the wind

© Ann Bagnall

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