I Remember Her Fluttering (Cavatina) Poem by Gert Strydom

I Remember Her Fluttering (Cavatina)



I remember her fluttering, a bird
at the window,
twittering as if calling me to her,
a small shadow
on the ledge, finding a new kind of world
she did not know;
that she moved on the day of her death,
great pain then took away my very breath

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Gert Strydom

Gert Strydom

Johannesburg, South Africa
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