Standing empty
in our secret place
where I last saw your face
under a misty autumn sky
the season whispers to my heart
in beautiful silence, I am drenched
in memories and moonbows
these jewel like moments
opening the doors to joy
our moon reflecting love
in both shadow and in light
© Ann Bagnall

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