While Everything Is Turning Brown Outside Poem by Gert Strydom

While Everything Is Turning Brown Outside



While everything is turning brown outside
and this winter is getting its grip
you are still
the most beautiful flower in my garden,

and your fragrance stays in my thoughts with me,
while I hear your voice
by playing your songs over and over again
and I wish that I could steal you,
could transplant to be here with me.

Thursday, November 5, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: love
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Gert Strydom

Gert Strydom

Johannesburg, South Africa
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