Leaves drift like rain
in the glistering
fallen to shadows
in the whispering
restless they shift
in the eddies of time
their efforts in vain
our song already sung
a melancholy refrain
ephemeral beauty
fleeting pain
only the dust remains
I thought our paths
were intertwined
but in the end
I was left behind
in my heart
leaves still fall
again and again and again
© Ann Bagnall
Annie's Poetry 