Two souls once so tightly wound
now forever drifting out of reach
like a lonely bird with nowhere to go
endlessly circling into the distance
we are now just echoes on the breeze
but I can still feel you love
in the quiet corridors of time
and the wind still sings our song
in the shattering silence
and over and over my heart breaks
like the most fragile of precious glass
© Ann Bagnall
Annie's Poetry 