August 6, 2023August 1, 2023 Shadows of eveningshudder and tremblelike the painthat fades and reappearsfor seconds on my faceI am haunted by memoriesyour words etched upon my soulthe scent of wisterianow seems very far away© Ann Bagnall Share this: Click to email a link to a friend (Opens in new window) Email Tweet Click to print (Opens in new window) Print Like Loading... Related
Lovely poem Annie. I love the wisteria verse in particular!
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