When The Early The Morning Does Begin (Cavatina) Poem by Gert Strydom

When The Early The Morning Does Begin (Cavatina)



When the early the morning does begin
and you arise
my lady, the first doves do happy sing,
while the dew lies
on your garden's most pretty flower cups
and in your eyes
with greatest joy golden the sun does shine;
then forever I want you to be mine.

Monday, September 8, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: love
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Gert Strydom

Gert Strydom

Johannesburg, South Africa
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