Christmas Eve (Cavatina) Poem by Gert Strydom

Christmas Eve (Cavatina)



With flaming torches the carollers came,
their songs of joy
of Jesus born in Bethlehem brought magic;
their small convoy
quickly drive away to their big houses
to there enjoy
their own Christmas Eve, to celebrate,
to together feel somewhat good and great.

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Gert Strydom

Gert Strydom

Johannesburg, South Africa
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