Drifting in and out
The rain continues beating
But the lark is still singing
A sweet serenade
The unquiet night softens
And my heart aches ceaselessly
© Ann Bagnall 2015
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The rain continues beating
But the lark is still singing
A sweet serenade
The unquiet night softens
And my heart aches ceaselessly
© Ann Bagnall 2015
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