During This Time You Are Still Dear To Me (English Sonnet) Poem by Gert Strydom

No one is to this deadly virus totally immune
but our hope and trust in God is still strong
and probably real flue will come in icy June
while our days in this horrid time runs along

but during this time you are still dear to me
although the days drag so very slowly by,
even if it's a time as no other will again be
on your loving and enchanting I remain high

and it's something to be alive and living
while death reaches almost everywhere
and it's the time people should be giving
the kind of fellowship and endearing care

to those that they do love like I do you,
as now the thing that love is, is really true.

[Poet's note:The seasons in the Southern Hemisphere of the earth are opposite to those in the Northern Hemisphere.]
© Gert Strydom