The Night Is Starting (Quintain) Poem by Gert Strydom

The Night Is Starting (Quintain)



while the blue is slipping away,
gleaming crimson the sun is departing
while its lasts rays decay
and suddenly it is the end of day.

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Gert Strydom

Gert Strydom

Johannesburg, South Africa
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