Bit by bit you give me your heart
and the days come full of love and sorrow,
where constantly I do long for you,
while for many days we do live separate.
When you do leave gaps that I do not suspect,
you do still beat within my heart
and you are the one that do stick with me,
while the worst storms rage around me.
In the time of my greatest inability
you do change everything when I do it least expect
and when live do come merciless again,
you do give me hope for each new day.
I have found the angel of my heart:
it's you my big-eyed woman.
© Gert Strydom
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