There Are Things Of You Poem by Gert Strydom

There Are Things Of You



There are things of you that do not pass me:
every morning you smile spontaneously
and there is a kind of simplicity and beauty
when early in the morning you do rise.

Friday, February 7, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: beauty,smile
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Gert Strydom

Gert Strydom

Johannesburg, South Africa
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