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The Darkness Comes Quick
The darkness comes quick this time of year
while the sieving rain draws near
and almost lost
at times in the twilight it feels queer
In the woods there’s a cold wind that blows
under mountains white capped by snow
tossing leaves, stirring through trees
and I walk on a path that I know
The path meanders while nature goes to sleep
and to its track I try to keep
while in the bushes there’s something that’s awake
and I can feel glowing eyes that at me peep
poem
by
Gert Strydom
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