The stoep

The stoep (verandah/terrace)

On the stoep
I sit
I sip
I think
I ponder
And I wonder why?
With thoughts afloat
In my head

Sometimes we are misled

On the stoep
I sit
And sit
And listen
To the whispers of the birds
In the trees
And the rustle
In the leaves
I think
I sit
And I wonder

Why do people put so much in what will mean so little?

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