There Is Rain Falling Somewhere Far Away - Poem by Gert Strydom
There is rain falling somewhere far away
and I do smell it in the air
when just before dusk
we wander through our garden
and a lightning bolt
flashes in the distance like a searchlight
but the last glory of the sun
still glitters in your laughter
when you take my hand
and astonished like a child
look at one flower after the other.
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