An unseen hand, an open door
one last look, my broken heart
under the shadow, of words never said
a teardrop falls, ripples bloom
the relentless tolling of a funeral bell
now fallen to echoes
©Ann Bagnall
Annie's Poetry
Words and Pictures
An unseen hand, an open door
one last look, my broken heart
under the shadow, of words never said
a teardrop falls, ripples bloom
the relentless tolling of a funeral bell
now fallen to echoes
©Ann Bagnall
Annie's Poetry 