Late Afternoon As You Walk Poem by Gert Strydom
Late Afternoon As You Walk
Late afternoon as you walk
on the meandering footpaths
on the slopes above Cape Town
the smell of pine needles
of blooming proteas lingers on the air,
while beneath you the city stretches out
with its suburbs becoming grey
in the distance, with the sea ever blue
touching the horizon
while the dusk eventually falls.
Friday, February 3, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: life
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