Respite Poem by Gert Strydom

Respite



When the winter chill comes
with the transience
of each beautiful flower
in a own vulnerability
the winter rain pours down
as a kind of respite
for a time on every one.

Sunday, July 10, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: rain
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Gert Strydom

Gert Strydom

Johannesburg, South Africa
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