15 july 2016

poetry

Gert Strydom
Gert Strydom

Morning

When the early morning rays
captured the dawn sky
 
and it seemed
as if it is going to be another hot day
and the sun was changing from red to white
 
while trees did push up their fingers into the blue,
while the smell of flowers
did hang in a cloak around you
 
you did sit with me
and your eyes did distribute many kisses.

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