Outside The Snow Is Falling Poem by Gert Strydom

Outside The Snow Is Falling



Outside the snow is falling,
are gliding like pieces of paper coming down,
the icy wind is biting
when I brush off some flakes
and now it falls continually
when you phone, quite amused,
with the signal sometimes growing faint
while you say that you desire me.

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Gert Strydom

Gert Strydom

Johannesburg, South Africa
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