In the dark void
where my heart hides
the fields of memories
are quietly trembling
slowly awakening
luminous and butterfly fragile
their winter wings
softly whispering
in languid frozen arcs
adrift on changeable winds
forever free, unlike me
unable to break the ties
that forever bind me to you
© Ann Bagnall

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