This Morning When I Pushed The Door Open Poem by Gert Strydom

This Morning When I Pushed The Door Open



This morning when I pushed the door open
the day was lying open and great,

in the early hour of the twilight
the sun flamed redder than fire,

awe-struck with the beauty you stood with me
while we saw the Lord's morning walk,

you said that there could be something wonderful in such a day
and I read love in your eyes.

© Gert Strydom

Monday, September 3, 2018
Topic(s) of this poem: love and life
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Gert Strydom

Gert Strydom

Johannesburg, South Africa
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