There Is A Park Poem by Gert Strydom

There Is A Park



In the middle of a busy city
there’s a park
where the noise of the rushing traffic
and passers by
do not transcend the tranquillity
and where nature cares
for its own
and the sound of silence
let me almost hear the shrubs,
flowers and grass grow.

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Gert Strydom

Gert Strydom

Johannesburg, South Africa
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