BONT

onder in my verfkwas-glas

lê ‘n lagie vaal-grys-as

van kleure wat eens helder was

en ek sal vir jou wag.

Agter my bly die papagaai-bont

berge rus en jou boedrooi mond

so mooi — so rooi soos kalahari-grond

kom lê langs my op my kombers  bont

 

Ja, kom lê langs my en kleur my in

met geel , blou, groen en pers

krul my toe in jou wolkombers

en sing vir my ‘n liefdesvers.

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