As A Mere Child Poem by Gert Strydom

As A Mere Child



As a mere child I played the marigold game
and pulled off and did divide
the yellow leave one after the other
but now that I have got you
I do not want to determine your love like this.

Everything in life I want to share with you,
I cannot and do not want to forget you
and what does flowers know about true love?

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Gert Strydom

Gert Strydom

Johannesburg, South Africa
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