The Rain Splashes Soft Against My Cheek (Crystalline) Poem by Gert Strydom

The Rain Splashes Soft Against My Cheek (Crystalline)



The rain splashes soft against my cheek,
while it patters wet to the earth.

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Gert Strydom

Gert Strydom

Johannesburg, South Africa
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