The Good Morning Poem by Gert Strydom

The Good Morning



When in sunshine
a new morning comes as dawn
may all great things
from our souls spawn
without any fear
as the day draws near
and may our love be just as true and clear
as the sunlight, with its early radiance
and let we make a own world
where no one
but us dwell in,
and begin a new sphere
from where all pain
and heartache is gone.

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Gert Strydom

Gert Strydom

Johannesburg, South Africa
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