The Starry Three Sisters Poem by Gert Strydom

The Starry Three Sisters

Rating: 5.0


The starry three sisters
are rising overhead
and the hot day
is dead.

The winter night chills
and spreads ripe,
over grass and plants.

There’s a playful
charm to the icy wind,
that stir some fallen leaves.

Your smile
has its own warmth
and the taste of your lips,
are sweet and soft.

Your eyes has a glimmer
that sparks to the soul
and where love burns,
no winter can chill.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Lynn Rowe 03 June 2009

This is very nice Gert. A 10. Lynn Rowe

0 0 Reply
READ THIS POEM IN OTHER LANGUAGES
Gert Strydom

Gert Strydom

Johannesburg, South Africa
Close
Error Success