Daleen Enslinstrydom Poems

When the winter cold
creeps out like a old memory
without warning
the days get colder
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As for every thing in life,
all good things comes to an end
and even the most exquisite flower withers,
ice do become water again
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Darling, come and lay down with me
for a little longer
just before the dawn colours the horizon
and come and whisper sweet nothings in my ear.
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I have always loved to have a picnic.
and laying down on the short grass
with my hands behind my head,
looking at the clouds
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When you see me you will not mind me
as I seem only small
and with my golden eyes
I do watch you and wag my tail
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When we met you told me
something that I had never known before:
“My love for you
will demand everything
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If I could give a heavenly bouquet to you
with roses on long stems dripping with heavenly dew
it would never be enough to compensate for your love.
Your love is a treasure chest full of caring,
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When the morning sun sparkled
on the dew on the grass in the garden
I went out to pick roses
before the dew evaporated in the sun.
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“I not peanut papaw, ” she said,
sitting on the garden chair as if she is already grown up
despite the fact that she is only two years old.
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Where she stands at the corner of the street
I can hear him talking to her.
With eyes that are turned down
she answers him in the best way that she knows.
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