A rising moon, shifting shadows
soft shrouds floating ghostly
your absence weighs on me
distant memories creeping in
recovered from the depths of my soul
composed from the shapes of broken dreams
© Ann Bagnall
Annie's Poetry
Words and Pictures
A rising moon, shifting shadows
soft shrouds floating ghostly
your absence weighs on me
distant memories creeping in
recovered from the depths of my soul
composed from the shapes of broken dreams
© Ann Bagnall
Annie's Poetry 