…with the morning mist

In the pale autumn light
just as the leaves
are drifting away
memories too
are fading

I feel lost
in this beautiful place
that is echoing
with the sound
of your absence
reflecting
the emptiness
of my heart

I stand in silence
listening
for your voice
but all I hear
is the passing
of years
and all I feel
brings me to tears

I close my eyes
and think of you
but when I open them
you are still gone
the void consumes me
and I am forever lost
in my loneliness

my empty arms
open to dawn
seeking the warmth
of your soul
but it is gone
with morning mist
© Ann Bagnall