Softly shimmering wisps of mist
shroud the distant moon
I am alone here
without you once again
the sorrowful wind
whispers its loneliness
into the darkness
a haunting serenade
a song of sorrow
that awakens in me
a timeless ache
I remember the time
before that night of pain
before the time of endings
and I am weeping once again
waiting for the silence
to comfort me
© Ann Bagnall
Annie's Poetry 