The Sun Flees Confused Poem by Gert Strydom

The Sun Flees Confused



The sun flees confused
but you are in my heart
and I am fulfilled this winter
while the winds are howling outside
and you do grow into me
while the clouds blot the sun out,
rain sieves down continually
and you do bless me with enthusiasm,
and of time I do not take any notice.

Tuesday, May 27, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: love
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Gert Strydom

Gert Strydom

Johannesburg, South Africa
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