Its Presence Was Here With A Faint Glow (English Sestet) Poem by Gert Strydom

Its Presence Was Here With A Faint Glow (English Sestet)



Its presence was here with a faint glow,
if it was a godly or demonic messenger
I did not know and to act I was quite slow
as on this earth I am only a passenger
and am alone as life goes on.
but the strange visiting envoy is now gone.

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Gert Strydom

Gert Strydom

Johannesburg, South Africa
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