Gert Strydom

Veteran Poet - 1,720 Points (03 April 1964 / Johannesburg, South Africa)

The Early Spring [2] - Poem by Gert Strydom

Its early spring and I hear the sun-beetles telling about summer
there are frogs croaking, crickets that shrill continually outside
and golden yellow the moon rises and changes everything to a magic land
but the still the chill of winter does torture me when it comes.


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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, April 16, 2013

Poem Edited: Tuesday, April 16, 2013


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