Kwatrynkompetisie (96)

 

Die oes

 

‘n ned’rige koringkorrel val en sterf

en so word jaarop se roem-oes verwerf

‘n druiwedop bars en bring voort edelwyn

‘n kroonpes bring dood; ons sal lewe erf

 

© Elzbé Viljoen, 2021

 

 

 

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Monday, April 5th, 2021 | Gedigte, Kompetisies.

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