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Friday, 7 August 2020

Frail humanity


It wavered on the horizon
before deciding to go on,
but when it came, it did not stop
until it reached the very top.

The sun shone down upon the earth,
springing the day from its berth,
and forcing it to join the fun
of the new hour that had begun.

But somewhere in a snug warm bed
a frail body lay still and dead;
as if cocooned from the day’s embrace,
it turned away its weary face.

Still, in another house a child would cry
as it looked upon the bright new sky
and it would rush out to take part
in this gloriously reborn start.

The sun did not stop to contemplate
if it was early, or if it was late;
it began its journey along a route,
where the expected end was understood.

An original poem by Miekie (Marietjie Uys).
'n Oorspronklike gedig deur Miekie (Marietjie Uys).

Marietjie Uys (Miekie) is a published author. You can buy my books here:
You can purchase Designs By Miekie 1 here.
Jy kan Kom Ons Teken en Verf Tuinstories hier koop.
Jy kan Kom Ons Kleur Tuinstories In hier koop.
Jy kan Tuinstories hier koop.
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