Daleen Enslinstrydom Poems
Under The Shade Of The Big Old Oak Tree
Under the shade of the old oak tree Jafta sit
and his mind wanders back as he reflects on his life
while the sun sets in the west.
He is overcome with sorrow to braking point,
he knows his time is running out and that the sun
of his own life is also setting
and that there is no return.
Life was so much easier
when he was stile younger,
yesterday is gone
and it will never return.
His eyes are weary and he looks downhearted,
he does not even see his beloved grassland
and does wonder why life does have to hurt so much?
He gazes into ...
Life without you had stripped my words from me
and my thoughts were ripped right out of me.
My inspiration had been aborted
and my verses and sounds have been silenced
and out of my memory words have been erased,
picked out piece by piece
and I was left barren.