The petals are opening
unfolding into the dawn
I hear sighs upon the wind
the lost songs of my heart
are drifting somewhere
whispering in the shadows
in the dark corners
memories, soft like blossoms
fall and trail, shimmering
like tears into the fathomless
depths of silence
ever retreating
into sleepless waiting
lost again in the depths
of my broken heart
leaving not a trace behind
© Ann Bagnall
Annie's Poetry 