When Days Are Somewhat Torn Poem by Gert Strydom
When Days Are Somewhat Torn
to bits and pieces
during this spring,
when the first fruit
are still green on the branches
then I do know
that a lovely summer
is waiting on us
and each new day
is filled with the smells
that comes from the orchard,
filled with the round fruits
that with time does become ripe
and there is a piece of Eden
right here among us.
Thursday, May 2, 2013
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4/25/2024 3:03:09 AM # 1.0.0.1119
Lovely poem, very descriptive and atmospheric.