Late In The Afternoon Poem by Gert Strydom

Late In The Afternoon



Late in the afternoon the horizon swallowed the sun,
the flowers folded and closed there heads,
the evening star beckoned the moon
and I did think of you
and later I heard the gate open
and my heart went wild
as you did come home.

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Gert Strydom

Gert Strydom

Johannesburg, South Africa
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