In The Garden [2] Poem by Gert Strydom

In The Garden [2]



In the garden a honeybee spins urgently
around and around a flower,
white butterflies glide on the wind
when they come still nearer
but I am caught by your loveliness
are at times speechless
that someone so wonderful does love me
while you are busy planting small seedlings.

Tuesday, July 29, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: love
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Gert Strydom

Gert Strydom

Johannesburg, South Africa
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