Late Afternoon When The Sun Hangs At Five O'clock Poem by Gert Strydom
Late Afternoon When The Sun Hangs At Five O'clock
Late afternoon when the sun hangs at five o'clock
she stands on the beach
waves a kissing greeting
before the wind with her hair
does cover her whole face,
and then just as suddenly does quite down
and there is magic
which that moment does bring.
When gambolling she runs away,
while the water are just touching her feet,
and I wonder
if she will eternally make me as happy as this?
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