Petals drift
upon still waters
a poignant scene
sadness, an uninvited guest
a gentle breeze ripples across my skin
it reveals things once hidden in the light
the touch of a fallen flower shatters the vision
and once again you are lost to me
adrift in the aching void
© Ann Bagnall

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