The Primrose (Novelinee) Poem by Gert Strydom

The Primrose (Novelinee)



Quite early in spring it is flowering,
delicate flowers on an erect stem
while all the birds in excitement sing,
at the beginning of spring I see them,
there is something in its simple beauty,
drawing big butterflies that do flutter,
is given in love, respect and duty,
in the colour of yellow-white butter,
bringing sweet words that other can utter.

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Gert Strydom

Gert Strydom

Johannesburg, South Africa
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