Gert Strydom
With the late afternoon sun
With the late afternoon sun I keep remembering
how very awesome you are to me
and when the night comes suddenly I wait upon you
when I have been missing you daylong.
Then you are in every thought
and when the hot sun descends blood red
you bring new meaning to me
when you look for me on your return
and then we notice the white evening flower,
how the stars sparkle bright white-blue.
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