The Night Has Come Early Poem by Gert Strydom

The Night Has Come Early



The night has come early,
the thunder hits with power
at my house against the hillock,
as if it is coming from God himself,
when you knock I am surprised,
see the lights of your car shining,
it is very rough outside
with rain against the windows,
you embrace me, take my hand.

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Gert Strydom

Gert Strydom

Johannesburg, South Africa
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