die vyfde dag

dag een tot vier lê nog veilig in my joernaal
maar dag vyf was alleen

ek leef alleen
daarom knaag ek soms
soos 'n grotbewoner
op 'n been

nogtans vra ek op my ete
Heer
U seën
-lina spies-

3 thoughts on “die vyfde dag”

Una says:

October 27, 2020 at 2:55 pm

Hierdie groepie woorde saam skets ń hele wêreldjie, Liza. Ek mis jou bietjie op ons blogs.

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Bondelsgedagtes says:

October 27, 2020 at 5:24 pm

Mooi fotos, so mistirieus amper…

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Tannie Frannie says:

October 27, 2020 at 8:35 pm

Toe ek gisteraand alleen-alleen aan my skaaptjoppie knaag, het ek aan hierdie inskrywing van jou gedink.

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